Sometimes I wish the world surrounding me would be different, less harsh, selfish and speedy.
On mornings like these, at delicious dawn, mood often rearranges my day even before it kick-starts. Moods, in the aftermath of things occurring in the outside world, make me want to be alone.
A sudden desire to be left alone, mesmerizing, thinking, playing with words and images; and the people around me sense a kind of cutting off.
The eyes blink a little less, their color changes, like shutters being closed.
It’s not a simply woolly thinking.
On the contrary, it’s a deliberate choice, an imaginative creation; looking for signposts within myself; all fed by desire and the belief that there are as many truths as there are humans.
And so I recall the precious moment I took this picture at a wedding al fresco; timid, vulnerable and unpredictable she turned swiftly, escaping it all – the time of a cigarette. Contemplating the crowd, daydreaming, isolated and out of reach for just minutes, as if she sensed a whiff of hope in the air, a shortcut to bliss