It happens to all of us ... the autofocus landing on the wall and our off-center subject in its precious gesture having to "suffer" from blurriness.
This is one of the moments we realize how much precious was Leica's manual focus / zone focus.
Having said that, Stela's decision to take the shot without losing a single second for adjustments was wise. We can always use the argument that sharpness is a bourgeois concept.
Reading the present picture, after having been hypnotised by the omnipresent mustard tone, we stop at the geometrical shapes elegantly located around and along the leading lines. Traffic signs, sewage manholes, aeration grids, poles ... are elevated to meaningful objects.
That's why I call street photography: "the sublimation of the futile".
Last but in no way least, we stay and spend time with the mid-aged lady. The fist constricted ... as is her gaze. "Too old to rock'n'roll too young to die". Phantom of a teenager self, the out-of-focus (out of seduction) mishap, in fact adds to the decoding of the image. Black dressed against a colourful present, time-marked against an inflationary youth, she knows that around the corner (we know that beyond the 4 angles of the frame) she won't be alone anymore but she will continue to be lonely.
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