A Girl Named Violet
“I don’t really know if she likes me. She says I’m pretty, that my clothes are cool and she always touches my hand before saying goodbye. I don’t know If I like her either. I mean, she’s super nice, fun, clever and loud and I want us to spend more time together. Cook together, walk in the park together, watch movies together… I don’t know. When I think about her the very first word that pops in my mind is together.”
“I overslept. I didn’t want to wake up at all, but I had to. Honestly, I hate these days. All morning I forced myself to think about this Theory of the Absurd that Camus loved so much. What's really absurd is pretending I’m somewhere when, in fact, I’m not. My thoughts always wander far away from me… Most of the time they got lost or I lose them. I need silence and peace. I need to start a brand new day.”
"Sunday is my favourite day of the week. Last Sunday I decided to go for a walk on my own. The previous week everything felt so difficult, as if I was trying to reach out to something but my arms weren't long enough. I wish I knew what I need... What I want. 'Violet!' I heard her call my name and looked around just to find her big, unique smile. She hugged me and we sat down. 'What's new?", I asked her. 'Well, not much. Just another sunny Sunday. I love Sundays! What about you?'".
“Everyone loves summer. I guess I do too. I was supposed to meet her in the park but then she sent me a voice message: ‘Hi, hun! I’m so, so sorry, but I won’t make it today. I got caught up with work and I really need to finish something! Call you later!’. It’s summer so I went anyway. I didn’t feel like calling anyone else cause it was her I was supposed to meet. One hour later I headed home. Actually, not all summer days are amazing.”
Violet is a lonely girl that wants to discover the world by herself. She could be me or you if it wasn’t for the fact that she’s a fictional character. A Girl Named Violet is a journey into a colourful world where we get to know her while she is getting to know herself.
All photos and words by Ágata Alencoão agataalencoao.blogspot.co.uk