Random “magic”.

As Balthazar started the theme of random magic moments, I felt the inspiration to put down to paper (i’m oldschool, so that means “to transform into a bunch of soulless pixels on the screen“) a story that happened in…well, let’s say August. I’m actually experiencing a period of time paradoxes, so don’t even try to ask me what happened when, you’ll get only incoherent mumbling as an answer.

Random ideas usually lead to random actions in random places, so as a consequence of a VERY random day I happened to find myself on one of the main squares of my city (the Manege square, if you, my dear reader, are somehow familiar with Moscow topography.) And while we were hanging around the place, I noticed a wedding procession in the corner of the square. As I had to finish a film on my infamous Monstercamera, I decided to get closer and maybe get a few photos. Taking photos of strangers always was my favorite thing about portrait shootings, so why miss a chance?

While the bride was posing for another photographer, I made a photo of her. She noticed that and smiled widely. And something (maybe my own little duende sitting behind my back – yeah, living so close to the Spanish culture for the half of my life has its contagious things:)) made me say loudly a quote from Federico García Lorca’s “Blood wedding”: “La novia, la blanca novia, hoy doncella, mañana señora.” (“The bride, the white bride, today a girl and tomorrow a mistress”). She looked at me with a glimpse of surprise in her eyes, then smiled even more and…said the next cue from that play. Exactly.

I never happened to know why did she know that play so good, but this small accident left a warm feeling in my mind for a long time. And the photo came out pretty good, actually, like a little regard from the twenties.

 

"La novia, la blanca novia..."