Entry 002 · Journal · New York
Red Bottoms,
Of Course
On being remembered.
Arrival
Some cities you arrive in. This one absorbs you. I did very little that would photograph as an itinerary.
I have never been especially interested in being feared. Admiration is much more interesting.
Playback could not start. Open the film.
Movement
How she moves through a hallway. How femininity occupies space. The part someone remembers afterwards.
Power that has to raise its voice is not sure of itself. The quiet kind notices what happens when beauty, intelligence and self-possession make someone want to contribute to your happiness — and lets them.
A little shopping was already taken care of before I arrived. I love that. No hints, no asking. Just someone paying attention to what makes me smile.
I have expensive taste. Being thought of before I even walk through the door? That gets my attention.
You go back to your day.
Then something brings you back to me.
Deja Vu.
