Quarantine

Do you remember exhibition openings? Idly hanging out, making conversation holding a glass of wine. Do you remember sitting at a bar populaire - an old men's bar - drinking a pint of cheap beer? Do you remember the first joyful days of spring? Running out into the sun, feeling the warmth on your skin? Do you remember the splendour of the glittering sea, stripping down to your colourful swimsuit and gingerly diving in?

A positive bruise

Do you remember the carefree luxury of deciding whether to socialise or hibernate?

Is combining text and image ever anything but subjective, random and futile?

Look at all those shades of pink.