Council Suit - The Fool
May. 21st, 2008 10:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
This one feels like I'm simply cheating.
I found just this one image, exactly the right size. I have added nothing to it whatsoever, simply glued it down to the card. It is so perfect that I strongly suspect it was entirely deliberate on the part of the photographer. Yep, there's the bag. The dog at the heels. The wide-eyed innocence. And (considering the ridiculous shoes she is wearing in the entirely inappropriate setting) it is entirely obvious that this Fool is about to have a fall, just like the oblivious Fool in the Rider-Waite card who is about to step off a cliff.
It was the shoes, oddly enough, that clinched the decision to use this image for me. When I was young and foolish (in my late teens and twenties) I wore stupid shoes. Too tight, too much heel, pointed toes. Because they looked nice.
I paid for it. I developed painful bone spurs on the fourth toe of each foot and finally, after years of trouble, had the fourth toe on each toe surgically shortened. I've rarely worn shoes like that again, and every time I see a woman staggering around in them I inevitably think (as I did just yesterday when a woman wearing a pair like that got into the elevator of my building), "How stupid to wear shoes like that. Thank heavens I'm not foolish enough to do that anymore."
I found just this one image, exactly the right size. I have added nothing to it whatsoever, simply glued it down to the card. It is so perfect that I strongly suspect it was entirely deliberate on the part of the photographer. Yep, there's the bag. The dog at the heels. The wide-eyed innocence. And (considering the ridiculous shoes she is wearing in the entirely inappropriate setting) it is entirely obvious that this Fool is about to have a fall, just like the oblivious Fool in the Rider-Waite card who is about to step off a cliff.
It was the shoes, oddly enough, that clinched the decision to use this image for me. When I was young and foolish (in my late teens and twenties) I wore stupid shoes. Too tight, too much heel, pointed toes. Because they looked nice.
I paid for it. I developed painful bone spurs on the fourth toe of each foot and finally, after years of trouble, had the fourth toe on each toe surgically shortened. I've rarely worn shoes like that again, and every time I see a woman staggering around in them I inevitably think (as I did just yesterday when a woman wearing a pair like that got into the elevator of my building), "How stupid to wear shoes like that. Thank heavens I'm not foolish enough to do that anymore."