Dick Ket (1902 - 1940) - Stilleven met fluit. A still life with flute (1932)
Sometimes I’d look at him and he’d look at me and we’d just know, you know? Our eyes spoke more than our mouths ever did. Some of his glances said “I want you right now” and others said “It’s okay, I’m here” but as time passed they turned into looks of “I miss you too” and “I’m sorry we couldn’t fix things.” And maybe it was better this way. We both knew what we were and what we weren’t, we just never found a way to put it into words. And it made my heart hurt a little less once he left.
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Reflections: A young boy casts a striking comparison to an aging man lost in a book on a ferry in Istanbul.
Photograph by Merve Ates, National Geographic Your Shot
Source: National Geographic
