Free Market
... It was very beautiful, the sky was clear, with a short time, I was away on the banks of the Spree side of the Museum Island, and as idle, roamed the vast craft market that stretched in front of the Pergamon Museum Plaza. It was there just about everything a spirit consistent in the non-conformist contemporary desire could want, from badges, uniforms or even whole armies of the ancient East: German Democratic Republic, of course, but also USSR Poland, Hungary ... - until all the varieties of herbs which perfume, wash, treat, are cooked, you can smoke ... through all the quirks that imagination could have created: puppets of witches, enamel advertising plaques, statues misshapen, shapeless, multiform ... all bathed in the smell of greasy french fries, grilled sausages and an atmosphere of cheerful insouciance.
At this hour of the morning, there were crowds: a pretty young crowd but very mixed since alternative youth dressed in colorful clothing crossed indescribable ornaments or dress that had to be up to military students in small glasses held and wiser, all of which was crossed by the crowds of tourists who flocked to the various museums ... I walked aimlessly, mind rather absent, seeing everything but looking at nothing, only concerned about the decision to be frightened by what she meant, fearing that whatever my choice is not that good, weighing endlessly the pros and cons when I approached a booth for no reason a craftsman offering passersby to make their portraits in various ways-drawings in pencil, charcoal or chalk, watercolors, chalk art , retouched photo booths ... He showed several examples of achievements, including an easel, a sub-containing glass shade silhouettes, profiles cut in black paper pasted on a light colored background. I watched all this instinctively, without genuine interest, simple way to let my mind open ... So, these silhouettes of two established themselves: in the upper right corner of the frame, Saint-Loup looked to the right, in the corner upper left, looked Zita Saint-Loup.
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