A SPARKLE IN HER EYES
SEE NO EVIL, HEAR NO EVIL, SAY NO EVIL.
These women-carrier, who displace very heavy loads of produce on their backs, were chatting away. I spent about 5 minutes close to them taking photos with a 50mm lens. They ignored my presence.
At one point, I asked them to pose for me. They immediately proceeded to hide their faces while politely and shyly declining my request.
I took one last image before retiring and leaving them alone.
In the viewfinder, I saw their gestures that reminded me of the famous Japanese illustration.
EYE CONTACT & CHICKEN SOUP.
The eyes are the window of the soul, so they say.
In this woman's eyes, I can see resilience, acceptance, greeting, fatigue, hope, warmth.
Everyday this woman arrives at 4:00 a.m. at the market to sell her soto ayam ( chicken soup).
Everyday, in spite of the Corona Virus she must be at the market and make a living.
She wears a mask like most of the sellers at the market.
Her eyes are the only contact
But, I know that the masks hides her kind-morning smile.