New Still Lifes
An online diary between reverie and passion. By Jean-Loup Lafont.
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
‘I picked this flower for you on the hilltop. /In the steep scarp that overhangs the tide…’*
NO TALKING SHOP, NO DAILY GRIND… (06/10). Paris, 2 rue Vivienne, Institut national d’histoire de l’art. The Oval Room, seat 82. Thursday 20 February 2014, fifty-three minutes past ten.
The twenty-fourth poem of the fifth book of Victor Hugo’s
Contemplations
, ‘I picked this flower’ was inspired by Juliette Drouet. It is said that the author even sent it to his beloved in an envelope. Accompanied, it seems – as I learnt from Google – by a dried flower whose roots, I hope, no longer smelt of ‘acrid effluent’, as in the poem. One question still divides Hugo’s fans : where the flower was picked. Jersey or the island of Sark? Choose your camp and…
KEEP WALKING!
PS
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April will see the start of a diary where I describe my difficult life as a maker of photo books!
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