Myths of the past mingle with more or less these myths of our time, the media reality that surrounds us and bombards us, sometimes to the point of exhaustion. Because the Greeks were right: the gods-celebrity are more capricious to the man-medium-common-mortal, and their decision is final and essential whim. As if the world was their TV, and they’re undisputed actors of a "reality" life, and we’re mere mortals from ordinary life more or less interesting, owe us stay in the chair and watch 24/7, but we can always decide to take the remote control and turn everything off. Although the program continues. But, for one time, if we let lose what they are and take them for how they look: styled their unsurpassed and more or less divine beauty, and that basically fascinate us all a little, and don’t always admit it! Behold, frankly, I’m fascinated by their beauty. And that they do in their doesn’t always private life I don’t care. I prefer to catapult them into my own mythological tale from simply random and unintentional references. For the sake of beauty. That's it.
For those who look, the remote control: the choice is yours.
