NIGHT OF DREAMS
For this second step on our itinerary between India and Picardy, Moismont celebrates the hospitality and popular festivities that punctuate the rural life of these two cultures.
In a sleepy Picardy village, a bistro emanates the sweet aroma of freshly brewed coffee. The cups start their daily to-and-fro, from the tiled counter to the gingham-topped tables.
The patinated leather banquettes tell the story of these walls, shaped by the voices of regulars. Moismont Bistro comes in espresso brown, cabernet red, mayonnaise beige and earthenware blue-grey.
The party time has come, and the music of the local band echoes through the alleyways, inviting us to dance. Garlands sail across the festival square, drawing a constellation of stars. Confetti pinks waltz with cotillion reds, disco blues sway with lantern greens.
In a Bengali village, the time of celebration has also begun. Diwali lights unfurl enchantingly on the facades of houses. Oil lamps line the garden paths, and suddenly the sky explodes with a thousand fireworks. Golden greens light up the night blues, Diwali reds energize the candle yellows.
