I don’t wear shoes from the start of these days of quarantine. When I saw those pair of shoes I felt melancholic, I was waiting spring to use it. Now it is spring but it is in closet. However I thought also: “Now, my feet are free”.
Our feet are a symbol of this quarantine.
They reflect our desire to wear comfortable clothes because we are at home but they also reflect our impossibility to walk on our streets.
Our bodies and our ways to appear tell us a lot of these days
and tell a lot about us. Exactly like our feet.