Thursday, April 27, 2006
Tomoko smiled. A nostalgic, intimate smile, like a treasured old possession pulled out of the back of a drawer. Her eyes narrowed in an utterly charming way. She reached out and, with her long, slim fingers, gently mussed her already tousled hair. It was such a sudden yet natural gesture that I could only return the smile. In the instant Tomoko touched her hair, I fell in love, like crossing a field and bang! a bolt of lightning zapped me right in the head. Something akin to an artistic revelation, grounded in seat 54A.
A short, lingering glimpse of flight attendant Tomoko, during taxying at Heathrow, after an 11 hour flight from Chek Lap Kok. View it by clicking here or enter the fuselage interior above. (patafilm 149, 02'14'', 9.6 MB, mov/quicktime or flash version)
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