I took my camera to the mall the other day to find a new subject. I saw this gentleman just outside sitting on a bench smoking a cigarette. He appeared to be well into his seventies and was wearing slippers. I seem to see alot of elderly wearing slippers in public. Perhaps it's their standard footwear around the house and it takes too much effort to change into street shoes.
I'm kind of intrigued by older folks when I see them. I wonder about their histories. Where were they born. What kind of family life did they have. Were there siblings and what gender. How many loves and were they ever broken hearted. Would their lives make interesting biographies. I didn't want to bother this fellow with all my questions. He seemed deep in thought.
There have been some intersting experiences in my life I could write about. There's been lots of emotion. Perhaps when I'm in my seventies and truly aged I'll write about it.
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Oh, I don't think you should wait that long.
I've seen that expression you captured on his face. Midway between a memory an evaluation, or so it seems to me.
I'm sure that expression has been on my face.
Around here, we sometimes see older folks out in slippers and robe on some of the large shopping streets. I usually assume that they live very close, so it's something like strolling out to get the paper off the front walk in slippers and robe.
Beautiful drawing.
Thanks Jean. The tonal quality is better in the real.
I like this concept and your sketches. Nice work.
I live next door to an old Chinese guy. He spends his day going up and down the stairs, out into the courtyard or up to the front door. He never leaves the building though and always wears slippers!
I generally am barefoot around the house until I need to go out. I then put on my standard footwear, flip flops. I guess I really am getting old.
I do so agree with you about the stories that are told in people's faces.
And, thanks for stopping by my blog and your wonderful comment!
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