Diane Zillmer Photography

Encounters

Encounters.

Outside, in the city. A movement of the masses...
They stood still for a second?

Two people facing each other.

A "One should have to pay for one momentory passage into another, we would stay longer. What was your name again? I don´t remember you, but I remember your smell.

B "You remember me for an explicable reason."

A "Explicable? The repetition only. Have you ever been here before? The masses push me away, I do not remember."

Inside the closed eyes, close your eyes again as though the earth were uninhabited. Each still is a winning second. I do not remember yet, but the smell seems familiar to me.

Madrid, 2009 - 2012