A Thousand Ships To A Thousand Ports
Monday, March 23, 2015
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| Emma Slipp |
I had a slightly embarrassing moment last Sunday when I
attended a matinee performance of Iceland at the Presentation House Theatre. After
the show, a lovely woman with an equally lovely smile said to me, “How are you
Alex?” It took me a while to figure out she was Emma Slipp whom I had
photographed a few days before (see links below). My initial excuse (while my brain worked
overtime attempting to remember) was to utter, “I have consumed lots of drugs and
alcohol. My memory is spotty.” But in a short time (that seemed centuries) I
was able to ask, “How are you Emma?”
Generally I have more than an average ability to recognize
faces, even faces I have not seen for many years. I explained to Slipp that her
face was much like that of a chameleon and it could change at will for anybody with an
ease that would defy credulity.
I thought of the many films of Marilyn Monroe (Slipp and
Monroe share salient features that are mostly of the curvaceous kind) and how
in each one of them her face was different.
I do not of any other actresses whose faces I cannot recall at an instant.
One could be Paulette Goddard.
In any case I am sure that if the Greeks would have gone to war for a Helen that looked like Slipp their ships would have sailed to many destinations and Troy would have been saved.
You could get to like that face a lot.
And don't call me Annie
You didn't have to be rough
Two beauties
