THE WOMEN AND THE SECRET

"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 and red 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”,
she tells me, “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...