vanity fair
I am of the opinion that a single photograph, no matter how well it is composed, can tell a story. However, I do think a single well-crafted photograph can suggest a story. And surely, this one does.
A coat, black, hanging from an unseen hook, an issue of Vanity Fair rolled up in the pocket. A necklace, strangely formal, hangs beside it…who hangs a necklace from a coathook? And then that lovely, satiny garment, draped so carelessly in a place it clearly doesn’t belong. One can sense the order in which they were removed and placed on the hooks. The coat taken off on entering the room, practical. The necklace casually and slowly unlooped, provocative. The satin shed in a single sleek motion, seductive. All hung by the door, ready, in reverse order, to be worn again.
All very suggestive. But what is one to make of that magazine? Vanity Fair…is the woman to whom the clothing belongs reading it for the fashion? For the political essays? For the analysis of culture? For the advertisements? The items hung on the hooks suggest a story; the magazine makes the story complex. The complexity keeps us looking and wondering, looking and wondering. Looking, looking, wondering.
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