Raconte moi une histoire

I heard about this frog
It’s a very tiny frog
But it’s also very special

You can only find it in the jungle
So far away from me
But if you find it and if you touch it
Your world can change forever
If you touch its skin
You can feel your body changing
And your vision also
And blue becomes red and red becomes blue
And your mommy suddenly becomes your daddy
And everything looks like a giant cupcake
And you keep laughing and laughing and laughing
Nothing is ever quite the same really
And after you finish laughing
It’s time to turn into a frog yourself
It’s very funny to be a frog
You can dive into the water
And cross the rivers and the oceans
And you can jump all the time and everywhere
Do you want to play with me?
We can be a whole group of friends
A whole group of frogs
Jumping into the streets
Jumping into the planet
Climbing up the buildings
Swimming in the lakes and in the bathtubs
We would be hundreds, thousands, millions
The biggest group of friends the world has ever seen
Jumping and laughing forever
It would be great, right?
— Raconte-Moi Une Histoire, M83

I love decayed or wrenched off advertisements and posters. Especially when their meaning is altered and something new created. This one attracted me right away because of the little boy that still looks at you, even if his portrait is gone.
Some say that a picture isn’t abstract when you see people. I do agree with that opinion. But it is also true, at least for me, that a picture is abstract when the meaning is changed, or when it is thorn out of its usual context. I do think that this one does fit in all points.

Let me know whar you think.

(Day 114/365)