Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Gentry

This fellow's style is perfection.



I saw this photo today (compliments of you know who) and just can't get enough of it. I keep going back. So many flawless details.

#1, his haircut is just great. It sits atop his brow like a soldiers cap. Off duty, but ready for action.

#2, his jeans. The wash. The rips and holes. The mini cuff. The lengh.

#3, nice hands; enough said there.

#4, the t. Clean. Cuffs!

#5, his stance; even though he's not standing, he's at ease. It's like he was taken by suprise, but at the same time doesn't give a rats tail that his photo is being taken.

#6, he prefers a bike. That's just the cherry on top, isn't it?

I just love his look so much. But why? Mm, probably because it looks like he's not trying. That's key. In fact, that's HUGE. The most important. You lose it all when you try too hard. Effortless, but hits the mark.

Then (just now) I realized he's idential to my late favorite uncle, Gentry. Looks just like him! Tragically, my uncle died in a motorcycle accident when he was 30. But what I remember of him is beautiful!

He was my mom's only full brother, 2 years younger than her. He'd visit occasionally, and when he did, I preferred to ride on his back like he was a wild donkey. I was that little. I remember he'd light up a room when he walked in. He was tall and lanky, sensitive but hilarious, and would play harmonica on demand. When he was there, the volatile home I lived in was at peace.

Here he is.


(on the back of this photo, he says: "65 lb backpack with guitar, flute - small box behind my head - crawfish trap. Note: the fish hanging I caught him the first morning." hahaaaa. How can you not love him?!)



It's funny how you can miss someone you hardly knew, and even less remembered. But he is one of my only wonderful memories from when I was that age, and so I treasure those memories!

3 comments:

sea pearls said...

"I just love his look so much. But why? Mm, probably because it looks like he's not trying. That's key. In fact, that's HUGE. The most important. You lose it all when you try too hard. Effortless, but hits the mark."---Rose, true that is SO key!
Oh, next generation look-a-like Gentry, kind fellow where art thou? This is a call to emerge to come forth, feel free to bring your flute in hand or even some crawfish, come on bike or horseback if you will---hey be not afraid to reflect your flawless detail—materialize, come into view, come into sight, surface, become apparent or just come to into the light---Oh, come with the reflection of pure splendor on the inside & on the exterior ---remember a young Spanish heart awaits to be fulfilled with treasured memories yet again!

Jaelle Hamann said...

Your uncle sounds like an great guy. Obviously sent from God to love on you.

As for the guy in the first photo I'm not really feelin him hahaha Sorry I guess I just don't see it.

bradenu said...

Alright, alright. I'll admit it. That guy is me last summer. I didn't want to admit it, but yes, someone took my picture while in Costa Rica and apparently it found its way to Rose's blog. Phew, that's good to get off my chest. Glad ya'll like the photo ;)

But yes, this guy has cool style. I don't think a white guy could pull it off though.