About This Project

“O loops! O perfume laden with nonchalance!
Ecstasy to populate tonight’s dark alcove
Memories sleeping in this hair,
I want to wave it in the air like a handkerchief!”

“To people my dim cubicle tonight
With memories shrouded in that head of hair,
I’d have it flutter like a handkerchief!”

(Baudelaire – La Chevelure)