The crooked blue door is around the corner in Cassis, how many layers of paint there must be. The bottom part is, well, a way to keep the door. It is at least a couple hundred years old. The letter slot was added maybe a hundred years later, and the new lock too. Artful living, keeping history alive.
A peeling door as a backdrop, the stuffed newspaper in the mail slot has been long forgotten and without trying it is artful as is. The simple gracefulness that things can have by being misplaced, left aside or forgotten. Somehow when things are set aside to look photogenic or picturesque they seem to lose the natural uncontrived flow. The caressing and brutal hand of time have a way of styling which makes it difficult to duplicate.
The florist's collection of flowers that were no longer fresh, stuffed in a zinc container left aside, a few petals tried to escape.
Peeling pink wall looks like a map of the world.
Artful distraction.
Little wonders of aging trying to give me a gentle glimpse, a different perspective on how to see my wrinkles and sagging skin.
Aging is better than the alternative.
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