Today’s NaBloPoMo Prompt: Have you ever developed a crush on someone due to a photograph?
Sure I have. I’m a sucker for a pretty face. I’m sure I’ve developed many many crushes. But what’s a crush. A fantasy, an idealism. And people let you down when they step out of the photo and say something stupid or do something stupid or forget to bother to like you back.
What’s a pretty face but symmetry and balance, and what’s photography but an idealization of an idea. We say that a person is “captured” in a photo and let’s face it: only captives are fit for being obsessed with. Free people are too complicated and nuanced and shifting in their changes to compel longing for two long.
We think of our crush, and we “picture” them in our minds. They’re frozen, perfect, timeless.
Until the next pretty face comes along and we start all over again. Sometimes its years later. Sometimes its minutes. This is the internet age: I’ve been know to develop and forget crushes several times over just a few seconds.
Today’s NaBloPoMo Photo Prompt: Black and White