"The oviparous woman
returns to her home ..."
It is the beginning and the path of a plastic scenic creation:
I take a pebble with my hand
without the architectural interventions of the sea.
I think… "What one can do with a simple pebble…".
I HEAR THE VOICE OF THE "INSIGNIFICANT" WITH MY EYES.
I reply to it through a free association.
"You are what I need for my wrath and pride. Tam-Taratatam…".
I place two eyes and some weeds for hair and
a shell for a hat on it.
I hide the lack of a neck by a necklace
of very small white flowers.
And lo…! A naive woman looks at me guiltily.
Nekyia is not in the Hades I think.
I will make a real river with my river...
I have already got a companion with my pebble!
- "Have you sprang out from a popular proverb
a fairy tale or a fable?"
I ask her, whispering, lest I should scare her.
- "If your memory swanned to Aesop, you are wrong.
I am a creature of La Fontaine’s,
I disclosed my husband’s secret
that he laid an egg on our bed.
Finish me up, dress me up, and I’ll tell you"
She said so and it was done…