11.10.2009

can i get an age advance?

http://theplaygroundmagazine.com/index.html

The other day, I met a girl who works at a hotel cafe, lived in Arizona, has a huge rip in her wool tights, cuts her own bangs, looks like about five ethnicities, can smile while talking, and in her spare time, paints age-progession portraits of children lost to cancer or other unknowns.

I would think I'd scripted her, but then, I'm not Scott Neustadter.

The girl is real. I want to see her paintings. I asked her if she looks at people and watches their faces morph decades ahead, in moments. She said yes, actually! She sees everyone at age 65. I was scared to ask the next question, but of course I did. She said I would be fine; I don't have a lot of body fat, so not much will sag. But I should exercise, probably, and not smoke. Well. Yeah.

Then I remembered that in Paris, I bought the first issue of Playground Magazine, only because it came out on the day I arrived--or something equally meaningless. And in it, there are two brilliant black-and-whites of this withered, sun-beaten woman. Long long hair, shades, a cigarette. A shrivelling cackle.

Swear to god I looked at these photos and thought, oh my god! Lindsay Lohan? Why didn't they airbrush you?

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