



Pierre le Hors
Fireworks Studies, 2009
Posting this one already a few years in a row. Means something different every year to me. 2022 was (worldwide) a shitshow in every sence of the word. But I want to stay optimistic because of people, because of you. So I’m ending this year here with Faulkner:
“You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore.”
love,
Mélisande
Reposting it again, 2023- world made me sad. And it was a hard to navigate between heart and head. But we are still here and that’s enough for me today.
Love, Melisande