She stood with a fan in her hand, her gaze reaching far beyond the fence.
She filled the museum room with grace and poise – a silent contrast to the visitors, all smart phone at hand rushing by, their short attention span turning stillness into boredom.
I was absorbed by her grace. I never asked myself any questions about what she may have been thinking. There was no need.
I stood there, wishing for her serenity to touch me. And as the visitors withered away, it did. I hope it touches you as well.
A photo I took of “Lady with a fan” by Fei Danxu (China, 1801-1850), ink on paper, hanging scroll, Qing Dynasty – on display at the Shanghai Museum.