tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587196777215085377.post8149527392279480031..comments2023-06-10T11:26:15.077-04:00Comments on bricolage: Couple in Black & WhiteGiuliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06569643363733791671noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587196777215085377.post-30544749608368657832009-06-15T20:58:42.638-04:002009-06-15T20:58:42.638-04:00I never answered this & I know this person...y...I never answered this & I know this person...yes, about the past in b&w. Will be over to see you (though, alas, not in Germany...at least not soon.)svs/ggnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587196777215085377.post-82539419227940624652009-03-20T10:26:00.000-04:002009-03-20T10:26:00.000-04:00Love this in a melancholy way. It reminds me of my...Love this in a melancholy way. It reminds me of myself. A decade ago. In love with the wrong man, trying to pretend he would be magically transformed into Mr. Right. We used to meet at train stations throughout the Netherlands. This picture reminds me of meeting him - and leaving him - in Arnhem. My eyes rapidly skating over the faces in the group on arrival. His face tear-stained through the gritty glass of the compartment window on departure. <BR/><BR/>The past is best in black and white somehow. It allows us to feel a tad more detached while still holding on to the hope we felt at that particular moment.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com