Sunday, March 28, 2010
AS ABOVE NOT QUITE SO BELOW
He was a pretty good looking kid at 17. It was past the era of the graffiti artist and on to the bush and waterfall photographer. He still like wearing expensive French aftershave but there was always the rebel just below the surface.
The rebel part. High tops and no sides, that red colour belongs to his socks. The passive resistance to new shoes mostly extended to family parties where he could annoy the bejeebus out of his paternal Grandfather.
There were times I could have fitted him for concrete boots but now I just try to hold onto the funny parts of the brat.