people

I feel affection for the man in this photo. He seems content to me, eating alone on a Saturday morning, reading his paper. This does not feel like a photo about loneliness. Although you can see out into the street and feel the presence of the empty chair, all the energy is centered on his face, his gaze down to the paper, the small island of solitude he has created. I did not see him look up once, but he contributed such a positive energy to the room.

They felt private. It was hard to know what there relationship was like. They are distant, if not from each other than certainly from the collective consciousness of the room. Two beautiful people, more alone with each other than the solitary man sitting behind them.