The old man sat across us in the train from Bucharest to Brasov. I was drawn by his thoughtfulness as he looked out of the window, his alone-ness, his hat, the first rain drops on the window – everything.
Still, there was also an element of surprise to be discovered after transferring the photograph to the computer.
If you look closely you can see emoticons drawn on the window, perhaps, by some younger person. Three different moods to choose from: happy, sad or indifferent.
Is he looking at them or has he learned to look beyond them?