Tempe. San Rafael, California. January 2015.
“I need to move back to the city, I don’t drive” After taking a photography class last week, I I spotted this amazing woman dressed in head to toe purple. Selfishly, I held up traffic, while ignoring the honking of cars I was blocking. As usual, they couldn’t understand the photographic emergency taking place. Eventually, when Tempe told me I could take a few shots, I illegal parked and did my best.
I have a personal connection to the color purple. Now, I wouldn’t go near it, but as a kid, like Tempe, I wore it from top to bottom. And would re-wear the same outfit every day, because it had to be purple…not much has changed.
Obviously, I’m a much better conversationalist then a photographer. With gold sneakers, purple tinted hair and a willingness to talk to me – – this woman had me hooked. And what city does she love the most? NYC — Temple loves the colors, the people and energy. Not knowing her situation, but having an idea..I am pretty sure she’s in transition and alone. With tons of bags on her back and shoulders, Tempe is carrying around a lot of weight..but does so with style and class.
Clothing means a lot more than we think. I appreciate the effort it takes to express yourself – especially when life is not easy. Tempe turned and looked at me, as I walked away to avoid being ticketed, and said “I really do love purple and I really enjoyed our talk.”