Years and spaces now lie between us and those final days in Germany. Even then, the lines on her face talked to me about where we were headed, and when I look back now, it seems like they’re still speaking. Daring me to reach out to her through the screen.
And I feel like I can. She never ages.
She once told me she wanted to be forever young.
What a sweet illusion. It seems so real.
There’s even more life where this came from.
Shades of light and dark have taken you away from your comfort zone, and into the adventure of her seduction. You don’t know whether you’re safe, and as you struggle to keep control of the situation, your outward calmness is constantly threatened by the emotions she stirs within you.
Time waits for nobody. It moves on as you keep watching the world, observing, wondering. There are all those instances where humans almost touch each other, but then they shy back, afraid of the implications, the commitment, the future. Were we ever supposed to have a future and a past? She sits and looks around. She lives now.
July 19th 2007.
And she smiles and dances into the light!
Dancing smoke rises from the three candles’ small flames. Music plays from vinyl and fills the room.
This was done by pointing a flashlight at a mirror which I had hanging on my ceiling. It bears the signatures of dozens of my friends, and Anja is sitting in the shadows/reflections, holding very still to accommodate the 1/4 second exposure time.