Marias Men

I don’t remember what I looked like that day on rue Charlot years ago, but I wasn’t feeling very good about myself, I do remember that. Walking along by myself in the Marais, I felt le regard of these two men across the street. When I saw the way they were looking at me, I felt a bit awkward and so to ease that tension, I instinctively motioned with my camera, “can I take a photo of you?” 

A little while later I looked at the photo on my camera screen, and that’s when I saw them. Their eyes, their smiles, and myself reflected. It didn’t feel predatory but appreciative. A reflection so different than the way I had been feeling. They hadn’t said anything, there was no street harassment or power play. Just a couple of human beings smiling, seeming to appreciate the young woman across the street. 

Their faces woke me up. 

For that moment, I used those faces to take me out of my inner worrisome thoughts, and decided to try and see myself as they did. To appreciate my youth, my health, what was going well in my life. If I’d learned to be a worrier, I could learn to look in another direction too. I continued that day, a little lighter on my feet.