futur et la fille française

So it's that time again,

to mark the passing of another year

and

anticipate what the new one will bring.

Come with me for a rendezvous with

the Antiquariess and a peek into the future.

Some prefer crystal balls to gaze into the future,

but she, (the antiquariess), fancies

the dangling sort.

Her mise-en-scène,

objets d'art surrounded by dancing flames

giving tribute to history and mystery.

It is written that by studying the

"Art of Palmistry"

one can interpret character,

based upon the reading of lines and configurations

on the palm.

She (the antiquariess), has always

maintained, that it is what the hand creates,

that gives us a glimpse into the soul.

The object is the manifestation of

the beautiful thought.

Others practice forms of augury.

She, (the antiquariess), tells us that

there are omens.

She sees the auspicious.

The mirror, the gold, the idol of God.

She explains that the Gods will let their

approving voices be heard,

through the creaks in

the furniture.

She also tells us the stars are aligned.

The antiquariess says that telling the future

is difficult to explain.

It is like the wind that fills the sail,

you can't see it,

but you can feel it.

She says that the past is always the

best predictor of future.

I could hear the passion in the antiquariess's voice,

as she proclaimed to me

the spirituality of the antique French chair

and the fragments it held.

She also claims to be clairvoyant.

She kept asking, "Comprenez-vous?"

She then begins to weave her story about

a French girl, named Pascale living in the ancient,

forified Roman village of Avignon.

Pascale loves to scour the brocantes

looking for items with emotional tags.

Tattered ribbons, found buttons, apron ties

once tugged by a child's hand.

Such simple things evoke memories and

bring a smile to her face.

Delicate filigree couronnes and

vintage ephemera can be found when

peeking in her armoire.

Pascale is an artiste, the antiquariess tells me.

She questions not the why.

She understands that her fate lies in her hands.

The French girl, Pascale, possesses a gift.

She takes remnants of the past and

intertwines them with beautiful thoughts

using wire to hold it all together.

With one hand she receives gifts from the past

and with the other she gives.

The finished creation is brilliant!

Fit for Prince and Pauper.

She, (the antiquariess), claims that

Pascale's creations are being spotted

in many a Country French maison.

The French, you know, they just have this

'Je ne sais quoi'

"Vox Populi," claims the antiquariess.

Ahh, je comprend.

The people have spoken.

The popularity of Vox Populi Decoration

is just beginning this side of the Atlantic.

As my glimpse into the future comes to an end,

Madame, (the antiquariess), picks the last of

the grape leaves from her wine, tilts

her head, and winks at me.

"As far as your future," she says,

"I don't know, you create it."

Visit Vox Poluli and see Pascale Palun's

wonderful, whimsical creations.

She will also be at Maison & Objet

next month.

All photos by Joanna Maclennan,

visit her site here.

Photo# 3, 4, 10 & 15 from Joanna's site

Others of Vox Poluli

BONNE ANNEE ET BISOUS