FAINTED MEMORIES GAVE WAY TO TEARS IN AN INSTANT. THE FACE OF THOSE TEARS WERE OVERWHELMING. LUMINESCENT. SERENE.
I TOOK MYSELF TO THAT VERY SAME PLACE. NOTHING HAD CHANGED AND MY EYES FILLED WITH TEARS. BUT, THOSE TEARS WERE NOT OF JOY OR SORROW NEITHER THEN OR NOW. THINKING OF WHAT THAT FEELING WAS, COULD IT HAVE BEEN THAT I CAME ACROSS THE REAL ME THAT I HAD NOT BEEN ABLE TO LOOK BACK AT IN THE BUSY REALITY THAT SURROUNDS ME. -2019.09.07, PONTNEUF IN PARIS
I LOOK TO SPEAK OF MY SILENT YET GLEAMING TEARS IN THIS 19AW COLLECTION.