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Rating: Ok, this time I'm talking about a comic.
The love story between an old professor and his former student.
Two seemingly ordinary characters, but in reality special beings, solitary souls subtly unfit for the world.
She is an eternal girl with her head always elsewhere, and he is a gentleman of yesteryear who harbors melancholies and small treasures.
Meeting again in a restaurant, it is he who recognizes her. "I remember you used to wear braids," he says to her.
She vaguely recalls a man standing in front of a desk. However, the name does not come to her mind.
A very unique relationship develops between the two. Initially, it's a delicate distance made of respect and unexpected similarities. Then, gradually, the feeling becomes increasingly suspended with moments that almost have the flavor of certain haikus.
A dreamlike atmosphere, light and crystalline, weaves the intertwining threads of fate and fills with need and a sense of anticipation the search for the other.
A nod to the drawing, to the discreet brightness, to the clear and clean line capable of showing everything in a thin layer.
And in the end, you feel like in that poem where a distant flute grazes the traveler's heart.
This is what delicacy does, it brushes against you. And with a light touch, it reaches deep within.
Trallallà...
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