My last summer moment of this year, captured for eternity. While the Trojan horse of autumn chill arrived to invade my bones, this moment lasted forever. Frozen warmth caught in tiny pixels speaking of excitement, love and the smell of sunlight.
Lisbon’s beauty is out of reach but forever close in my head. My mind is a time and reality-bending miracle sitting on my neck. It’s capable of teleporting me wherever I want to in a blink. My thoughts are fast, flicker, duplicate, mix, melt and linger. I become an army of ghosts haunting different places at the same time. My presence is everywhere, embracing a world nobody but me can enter. Like stardust, I leave small particles of my existence on my fictive travels.
A piece of me is always in Lisbon. I feel the touch of the ancient tiles just out of reach for my physical fingertips. Their damage is whispering stories of people I haven’t met and incidents I didn’t witness through time and space. The part of me with eyes wide open inherits the power to make the dying world disappear until resurrection happens. Then, with a relieved breath, the first Galanthus will fight its way through a coffin of snow. The world will rejoice, and I’ll be hiding between my ribcage until this foreboding aligns with the moment where my body is located.
With reddish skin from the breeze, the inside world becomes irresistible. Summer is the fiery lover who left me, stealing my heart. Autumn, there is nothing left to conquer, so take your wooden horse. Let me light a match and burn it to warm up my limbs.
You try to impress this child of November with your oranges, let your nasty wind play with my hair and make my eyes tear from your cold wind. It’s a hopeless quest. Since I was born, I have longed to escape the cold claws of the naked trees who lost their leaves. Like the saint I never was, I stay faithful to summer. Oh, lover, when do you come back to me? Please bring a bottle of fine Porto, we have to celebrate!
Pictures: Greta Schoop
Styling: Greta Schoop & Sara Streule
Editing/Mua: Sara Streule
Top, Skirt, Belt, Handbag: Vintage
Necklace: Vivienne Westwood
Hat: A Fabrica Dos Chapeus
Sunglasses: Anna-Karin Karlsson, Shoes: Camper