Noemus Interruptus

Lisa and Isis. Ibero bar, Timisoara, March 2020.

Noemus Interruptus

What’s the last image of your life “before”? For me, this is the one, somewhere on the road between Bucharest and Budapest with Georges, my architect friend who knows the charms, the scars, the blush and the hopes of each city. One evening in Timisoara, a little street, a bar. Isis had opened the Ibero on a whim, as one uncorks a bottle of Noemus Joven, and Lisa the singer came to drink to their friendship. Who shouted “Cut!”? Dashing to Budapest, just in time to catch the last flight out before the borders were closed. It’s been eight months now. Perhaps this is the last photo of the world before.