While shopping online today -- it's my Cyber Monday -- for my son's Christmas presents, I ran across this poster at allposters.com.
This was the first poster I bought when I moved into my very first apartment. This shot is still so romantic to me. Although now I'm wondering if she really wanted to kiss him? Her body language kind of says, "no," doesn't it? Or maybe she's so overwhelmed by -- well by him -- that's she's stunned!
The other thing I loved about this poster, besides, well, the obvious romance of it all, is the city setting and that nobody seems to care about them. They seem anonymous. It's like they stole the moment and no one was the wiser.
I've always loved the city, especially New York City, but really any city, because you are completely anonymous. People will complain to me that city people are rude, mean, whatever. Doesn't bother me at all. I love the city because for some reason I just blend in there.
It reminds me of the first line of E.B. White's Here Is New York:
On any person who desires such queer prizes, New York will bestow the gift of loneliness and the gift of privacy.
Yeah, it's pretty cool. But it doesn't have the same essence that the first one does. Is it the way the guy is holding the cigarette in the first one? Hmmm. Don't know. I think it has everything to do with the time period of the first one. The hair and clothes styles, the front of the car that you can see. It adds to it. It helps to complete it.
How about this one?
This photo has a lot going for it. But, I think it's a contemporary photo made to look old by that suitcase and hat placed in the foreground. Although I love the suitcase and the hat, I don't really believe the hat or the suitcase actually belonged to him. It's faking it. The shot is great, but maybe a little too set up for me. I want it to be more authentic. That's another thing the first one has going for it. It's more real. Probably set up, too -- but we won't think of such things now.
New York, 2005
And while I can criticize some things that are represented in this painting, specifically the hired-help getting drenched just to keep the couple dry, I still think it's very romantic.
And who can resist romance on a sunny day while walking through Central Park?
After all, nobody seemed to care. I was completely anonymous.