“LIVING IS A FORM OF NOT BEING SURE, NOT KNOWING WHAT’S NEXT, OR HOW. THE MOMENT YOU KNOW, YOU BEGIN TO DIE A LITTLE. THE ARTIST NEVER ENTIRELY KNOWS. WE GUESS. WE MAY BE WRONG, BUT WE TAKE LEAP AFTER LEAP IN THE DARK. AGNES DE MILLE
OUR PROMPT: A BLACK AND WHITE PHOTO
I looked at all the photographs that Mom had kept in the albums. The names of the people and dates were under them. I loved them all. Even though there were many photographs, I had my favorite.
They were standing on the beach. Dad had his arm around Mom and her hand was on his arm. One of Mom’s legs was crossed in front of the other. They had beautiful smiles on their faces. What I loved about the picture was the way they leaned into one another. It made me feel as though a magnet was pulling them into one another. They were not just standing on the beach next to one another, they were cuddling while standing there. Since it was at the beach my imagination helped me hear the water splashing upon the sand. The wind must have been blowing because Mom’s hair appeared to be fluttering in the air. Dad’s mustache was perfectly trimmed. Since it was a black and white photograph I could only guess about the color of their bathing suits. Mom’s bathing suit had stripes, so I decided to make it red and white and Dad’s aqua blue. Their feet were bare but Mom’s toenails were polished and so were her nails.
The partial frown on their faces told me the sun was glaring in their eyes. There were a few people lying on blankets in the background with open umbrellas.Oh yes! There stood my Dad and Mom so young and in love in my favorite black and white photograph. How I love it.