the story of
yves saint laurent's
by ivan terestchenko
"The glasses were sitting on his
desk in the sanctuary of his bedroom.
They were lying there as if the
landlord would pick them up.
They were his eyes.
What can be more relevant
to such a man and more personal?
I took the glasses and put them on a stool in the hall.
I moved the glasses like I would have moved the
man to a place where the light is better.
A post mortem portrait
This was last august,
Saint Laurent had died 1st of June.
That's the story of these glasses."
photo © Ivan Terestchenko