Cela m'étonnerait que tous, du premier coup, trouvent pourquoi j'ai intitulé cette photo Le Temps.
Regardez le visage de la petite fille. Il semble porter tout le fardeau de l'humanité, toute la tristesse usuellement réservée à l'age adulte. Elle semble être déjà vieille, avoir vu tout du monde, connu tous les amours, vécu toutes les tristesses...
C'est terrible, de voir ca. On prend soi-même un coup de vieux. Elle continue de pousser son petit chariot, un peu comme si elle continuait de rouler sa boule.
C'est pour ça que j'aime les parcs.
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I would be quite surprised if everyone, at first sight, could find why and what for I entitled this picture Le Temps ( The Time ).
Just look carefully at the face of this little girl. It seems to bear the whole mankind's burden, all the sadness, usually kept for the adult age. She seems to already be old, like if she had been all over the world, like if she knew all the forms of Love, like if she went through all the painful times this world can drive you in.
It's something both terrific and terrible to stare at. You feel old for yourself when you get to watch this scene. She keeps on pushing a tad further her tiny caddy, a bit like if she needed to keep her stone rolling.
That's why I dig parks.
She's so beautiful!
Great photo!
Thanks again
Martin
You are very welcome!
Hehe.. Yeah what a family..