Stolen Glimpses
Just a glimpse. Just a reminder. Moments. Memories. When Ilook at the photos it's like I'm there.
It was christmas. That special time of year. I see thegirl on the other side of the street grabbing her bag like she is hidingsomething. In a way she looks scared but nonetheless her look is enchanting. Isshe smiling? A brief look. Our eyes meet. Time stopped. The green light waslike a cold shower. And there she goes. We won't see each other again. But Icaptured that special moment. I stole it from the grip of the past. I have it.Forever. She is a part of my STOLENGLIMPSES.
+ a runner's up project for EMZIN 2010
It was christmas. That special time of year. I see thegirl on the other side of the street grabbing her bag like she is hidingsomething. In a way she looks scared but nonetheless her look is enchanting. Isshe smiling? A brief look. Our eyes meet. Time stopped. The green light waslike a cold shower. And there she goes. We won't see each other again. But Icaptured that special moment. I stole it from the grip of the past. I have it.Forever. She is a part of my STOLENGLIMPSES.
+ a runner's up project for EMZIN 2010
