*This* happened to me as I was walking up the steps of Sciences-Po in Paris for my viva. Oh dear. I loved tomato juice then, still do. I had one look at the appalling mess of glass and...everything else and decided this wasn't for me. One of the best decisions I ever took. Merci, flimsy paper bag!
Vous courez. Il faut rentrer, récupérer les gosses, ranger les courses quand tout d’un coup, le sac en papier craque. Les œufs explosent la sauce tomate gicle... L'instant oblige à s’interrompre. L'artiste Serena Carone saisit ces moments de catastrophes suspendues. ➡️ https://l.liberation.fr/s5O
