PROLÉGOMÈNES¹ - NOTES DE BAS DE PAJE

A green bench on the banks of the Seine.

With spring, freedom has invaded Paris. It is the time for encounters and discoveries. The time for beginnings. The time to take the risk of trying and starting all over again. To let yourself be carried away by the promise of something, even if you don't really know what it is. In principle, they should never have crossed paths. Anonymous in this crowd, strangers. Respectively convinced of a more or less mapped out future. But when the trees bloom again and the clouds dissipate, everything becomes possible again. Certainties collapse and give way to maybes. Prolegomena sets the scene on a blank page, leaving the field open to what will happen next. It is the end of a cycle and the beginning of a new one. It's a new love, a new beginning. Maybe the chance of a lifetime. It's the impulse that starts a new story.