Twelve step...
Oct. 4th, 2004 03:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
home_and_awayTo the chicks in the audience--has a new male friend ever stood and patiently watched you put on makeup before? Only time it ever happened to me, I was tripped out by how...close... it felt. Someone stopping to observe a ritual that, though quite important to *me*, everyone else just dismissed.
Kindof like someone walking into your personal space and just sitting down. Not threatening, not nesting, just...being there.
Had an experience like that at practice yesterday. One of the fellows at practice had brought his digital camera with him. I didn't realise this, at first, because he didn't do the usual thing *I* would do, proclaim to those assembled "Hey, look what I found!" No, I discovered that he had a camera when I looked up to buckle my gorget, and there he was centering a shot...of me. He had the look of someone who'd been waiting long enough to catch most of the gearing up process...and that in-focused intensity that you get when you really want to capture the subject of your photo.
And you know, despite the facts that 1)he was five or six feet away, and 2)I was putting *more* clothes *on*, it kindof felt like he'd been lining up a shot of me getting dressed in the morning.
Of course, there was nothing wrong with the picture he was *actually* trying to take, so I paused for it. Which seemed to suprise him...but snap, whirr, and it's ready to view...
Turns out I was backlit, nothing more than an armored silhouette...
First time I've met a guy with any Air in his composition. It's disconcerting how easy it is to vibe-match with that...
Looks out over the edge of the cliff, at the ocean and the sky, breathes deep, and turns for home
Kindof like someone walking into your personal space and just sitting down. Not threatening, not nesting, just...being there.
Had an experience like that at practice yesterday. One of the fellows at practice had brought his digital camera with him. I didn't realise this, at first, because he didn't do the usual thing *I* would do, proclaim to those assembled "Hey, look what I found!" No, I discovered that he had a camera when I looked up to buckle my gorget, and there he was centering a shot...of me. He had the look of someone who'd been waiting long enough to catch most of the gearing up process...and that in-focused intensity that you get when you really want to capture the subject of your photo.
And you know, despite the facts that 1)he was five or six feet away, and 2)I was putting *more* clothes *on*, it kindof felt like he'd been lining up a shot of me getting dressed in the morning.
Of course, there was nothing wrong with the picture he was *actually* trying to take, so I paused for it. Which seemed to suprise him...but snap, whirr, and it's ready to view...
Turns out I was backlit, nothing more than an armored silhouette...
First time I've met a guy with any Air in his composition. It's disconcerting how easy it is to vibe-match with that...
Looks out over the edge of the cliff, at the ocean and the sky, breathes deep, and turns for home
