You know how, in the movies, there tend to be these hilarious or awkward meet-cutes—where two people meet under the strangest of circumstances and often partner in the end (or otherwise)—and you wonder if that ever actually happens in real life?
rare
not quite diamonds, mister;
more like pearls, missus.
inhale a breath - and exhale -
now, try to explain it:
therein lies the position where you can do something,
see someone,
but can’t illustrate either.
not the steps—1, 2, 3,
not their presence—“why me?”
none,
and yet,
at least one.
I had finished doing laundry at my condo and was well on my way up a flight of stairs, only I was in my own little world - thinking about someone - while also stuck in a former habit or replaying scenarios in my head in attempt to sort out the past. Just then, my newest, most handsome neighbor was coming home from a run. It was dark, and I had a load of laundry in my arms, so I was on a mission to get to my door as well. As his figure appeared before me, my subconscious morphed him from next-door neighbor guy to the man of my current daydream. I squinted, unbelieving this man was actually the other one (who'd be paying me an unexpected, and frankly, unwelcomed visit), but my mouth moved faster than my brain as I questioned him, out loud:
“What the heck???”
As I came-to, I realized my mistake and level of embarrassment. I had just quizzed a property owner regarding his business on his own welcome mat.
Oh my gosh! I thought you were someone else! I corrected.
With a coy smile, I apologized for the confusion and continued the last few feet to my place, thereby shutting the door on the incident.
That neighbor has since moved, but the encounter made me realize – yeah, those strange occurrences and nonsensical utterances in the movies really do happen. In addition to making me giggle, the event holds dear a comforting truth that people can (and do) meet others in mysteriously beautiful ways, in real life.
...
I’ll always remember how my neighbor laughed off my outburst and momentary mix-up of men:
“Poor guy,” he said.
Mart Aire of Buenos Aires began painting in the streets at age of 12, joining older graffiti writers in the first wave of New York influenced graffiti to hit Argentina in the 90’s. Working with these early writers, Mart became one of the first graffiteros to paint entire trains, introducing this form of art to Buenos Aires.
Mart’s style evolved beyond graffiti writing once he became a self-taught muralist. His public works are predominantly figurative and whimsical in nature. He uses fine, loose lines of freehand spray and vibrant swaths of latex paint to elaborate playful works where eccentric, stylized characters are the protagonists of fantasy scenarios. (Source: Graffimundo.com).
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