Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose.

 Roughly translated, "What goes around comes around." Sifting through my archives in search of something else, I discovered these two photographs, one by Andy Warhol from 1958 and one by myself from 2014.

I know it's NPC these days, nonetheless I wish it were a case of great minds, but I think it is only a case of vague visual memory somewhere in the ether.