PROLÉGOMÈNES¹ - NOTES DE BAS DE PAJE

A green bench on the banks of the Seine.

With spring, freedom swept Paris. It’s time for encounters and discoveries. Time to start. Time to take the risk of trying and starting over. Getting 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, unknown. Respectively convinced of a future that is more or less defined. But when the trees bloom again and the clouds dissipate, everything becomes possible again. Certainties are crumbling, and perhaps there will be others. Prolegomenes sets a 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 is the impetus behind a new story.