Despite my many years of French lessons (which are oh-so-helpful in Alabama, let me tell you), I didn’t know what La Tristesse meant until I met Chris.
He had this weird, melancholy, artsy poster left over from his College Dorm Days – it said “La Tristesse” at the top, and was a very dramatic, black and white picture of a little girl with a tear running down her cheek.
I never understood why he was drawn to it – I found it to be an odd and depressing sort of picture, but being that he was a musician and all, I figured he was allowed some oddities for composition inspiration.
I hadn’t thought about that poster in years, until I took this picture the other day…
So he poked around in the basement until he found this…
And we had the very eerie realization that Chris had a poster of his child – fifteen years before she was born.