It was a bitterly cold and windy night. I walked out of a warm hotel bustling with holiday cheer when I looked up and saw this solitary figure bathed in the soft muted light of store windows that seemed to frame her into a portrait of Renaissance proportions. What could Vermeer done with this image, or Renior, or Manet...even John Singer Sargent. Each would have lent their individual styles and the portrait would have become translated according to their personal expression. Her tarot cards ready and waiting patiently, enduring the cold and wind, to tell a future for a farthing. It is such a classic picture it could be on the streets of Paris, or Amsterdam or London. Step up, have your fortune read, the madam is ready.
|French Quarter, New Orleans photo by Elizabeth Gordon|