#532 La Saveur des larmes (1946)

The stalk broken, perhaps
in preparation for pesto or
some similar condiment. Not


used. The flavor unconducive 
for garnish — too much sad-
ness, tastes too much of tears.

#531 La Veillée

A lighted candle & holder cut
from a music score. Papier 
collé, glued paper, evoking
techniques from some decades
before, invoking thoughts of
his brother, a musician, poet.

Laid beside the candle, eggs
in a nest. Though not known
where they were laid. Nor 
known which came first, the
candle or the eggs. Not that
that matters. Take notice of 

the notes, their similarity to 
DNA, the genetic information 
of the music. & the eggs, the 
ongoing vigil waiting for them 
to hatch, to bring more life in
to the world as we hold the 

candle up to illuminate their 
progress. Note the frisson be-
tween them, candle & eggs, the 
magic imparted by being together, 
the dust of dusk accompanying
them, adding to the mystery.