I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks
Thursday, August 27, 2015
Urban poetry
A teenage boy on skates hanging off the back of a bus in Istanbul. (Pointing out that the skater is a teenager, and a boy, seems almost redundant in these circumstances.)
I took this picture with my phone on the very long cab ride to my hotel the first night, when I was in the kind of semi-hallucinatory state you only achieve with serious sleep deprivation or really good drugs. And outside it was Istanbul, which is a mild hallucinogen all on its own.
Which is why I completely forgot about this picture until I was looking for something else last week, and the spooky light and unfamiliar pose made me take a closer look.
I love the way the boy is posed like a dancer, leg extended, hip cocked, waiting for the bus to move again.
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