The meandering brick walls of the Cathedral ornamented by its gothic high arches forever implore to the eyes that it would indulge in sweet pleasure if it were to witness intimate meetings take place within its maze-like heart. It is an engrossing quality of the art of architecture that it possesses within its shapes, curves and angles the suggestive power to hint at You its idealised function. Alas, I did not have a brooding Mr Rochester and the outspoken intellect of Jane Eyre to stage such a clandestine meeting and thus appease the desires embodied in the mute bricks of the building. HOWEVER, as You very well know now, I did have at hand two very fierce young friends who successfully dared me to play the role of a fashionista photographer! A tough challenge because, as the colloquial goes, “it is SO NOT me!” On the other hand, I do enjoy testing the limits of my endurance and if all else fails, so what, there will always be a honey pot of learning to take away from it!
“Mazzy, this would be a cool place to take a pic!” Charlie was once again calling the shots on where to register a capture. Under the arches and flanked by a dry riverbed of horizontal bricks I could hear the ancient ruins whisper, “Meeting halfway…” As if a diamond revelation had fallen into my lap I knew instantly the composition of my next frame.
“Ladies, I am going to moonwalk back to the end of the passageway and you guys are going to do the same, then we are going to turn around and face away from each other. For a moment pretend that we have not seen each other for many, many years and that we have arranged to meet under these arches. When the role has enveloped us fully, we’ll turn around and walk towards one another, meeting at the half-way point on this path. Deal?” Elated by the ingenuity of my masterplan, I giggled with excitement and my mates issued forth an energetic, double thumbs up! Hurrah!
For Your exquisite delectation I present to You a scene of magical warmth sparkling with the joy one feels when the success of creative collaboration has sent You to the farthest reaches of the Milky Way! You may wish to consider the real possibility that this image may serve to be the blueprint of how You and I may wear expressions on our faces the day we meet… :))
EPILOGUE & BREAKING NEWS: I ought to clarify that since my Circus Vision is knitted out of the most topsy-turvy of magical components, yet to be categorised by the Periodic Table itself, I tend to find that if I bring something to life in my words it often comes true in the real world at some later date – no matter how ridiculous and incredulous the contents may sound to the reader! SO, today I came across some fabulous news of a creature that I have always found quite the adorable character and if I ever build my own farm I should like to own a whole flock of them! Yes, I refer to the THE GOAT! A long time ago I composed an insightful poem to a Student in which I had personified the chap as a goat. He got terribly upset and vanished! If only my dear Student had believed in the Unseen, meeting me halfway in my words with a contribution of words from his own side, perhaps today he would have seen what I had originally meant… :))
Photography & Words: © Masufa Khatun | Mazzy Khatun Photo Stories | Winchester | UK 2015