le vestiaire 2008

 

Suspended to their coat-hanger, parked beyond the chain, the cadavers are languishing and are hoping…

With their desire which clinks like old bones which bump into each other.

With their impetus frozen in a terra cotta puddle

With their lustful eyes and their bad incisors where more than one membrane does not venture…

The motionless waiting is endless.

1/1