Oh, I can smile for you, and tilt my head,
And drink your rushing words with eager lips,
And paint my mouth for you a fragrant red,
And trace your brows with tutored finger-tips.
When you rehearse your list of loves to me,
Oh, I can laugh and marvel, rapturous-eyed.
And you laugh back, nor can you ever see
The thousand little deaths my heart has died.
And you believe, so well I know my part,
That I am gay as morning, light as snow,
And all the straining things within my heart
You'll never know.
Oh, I can laugh and listen, when we meet,
And you bring tales of fresh adventurings, --
Of ladies delicately indiscreet,
Of lingering hands, and gently whispered things.
And you are pleased with me, and strive anew
To sing me sagas of your late delights.
Thus do you want me -- marveling, gay, and true,
Nor do you see my staring eyes of nights.
And when, in search of novelty, you stray,
Oh, I can kiss you blithely as you go ....
And what goes on, my love, while you're away,
You'll never know.
by Dorothy Parker
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I was going to submit this photo, which is processed with a bit of nik efex filters and some xero porcelain. She was walking right into the light, which created an ethereal atmosphere to begin with:
But I started fiddling with it and had just created this filter, which I processed with nik efex pro contrast to remove the night-induced orange hue, and sharpened:
which is the top of a car with dew drops at night, taken with a fixed lens and a very narrow DOF. When I overlayed it in multiply mode over the lady. Sharpened a bit, used another layer of xero porcelain and a polarizing filter in nik efex; added some smoothing with Perfectum. It became an image of emergence, which I paired with the Dorothy Parker poem.
Interesting effect, as if we see her through a window, but it also gives the appearance as if the emulsion (old-timey film talk) is bubbling and disintegrating right before our eyes.
I like pretending this is one photo, that you saw her reflected or refracted in a rainy window, waiting for the elevator. The doorman has just told her how lovely she looks today.
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