(Flexaret VI, Kodak Tri-X 400, EI 400/27°)
There was this old lady sitting on a bench at a park close to the library. She wore a fur hat and had her purse and her watch by her side on the bench. She looked at the watch every now and then.
She was clearly enjoying the wonderful late afternoon sun which, most probably without her knowing, was also bathing her with the most sublime of lights, warm and crisp. The sun stood at a low angle over the horizon, illuminating her from the left side.
I sat on the bench by her side and stayed there for a while, trying to muster up the courage to ask her to take her photograph. I repeated to myself the exact words I was going to use, trying several introductory lines.
After ten minutes struggling with myself, unable to overcome my shyness, I admitted my defeat and stood up. I smiled at her and murmured “Auf Wiedersehen”. And it was then, in the way she looked up and smiled back at me, it was in the expression of her clear blue eyes, that I knew she would have probably said yes. But it was too late.
Out of frustration, I made a picture of the library building.