He just pressed two
fingers against her face and pushed her away.»
Not exact matches
Tabletop Pose: Place feet flat on the mat down and bridge yourself up into a tabletop pose with the palms pressed
against the floor,
fingers facing towards your feet.
Alternatively, you can hold the bar by placing your palms
face up and the bar resting on your
fingers against your shoulders.
► A woman calls a female student and a man who had raped her to the front of a class (the man's
face is covered with several bandages) where the first woman orders them to have sex and the younger woman disrobes: we see her bare breasts and nipples, part of one hip, and her legs as she spreads them while leaning back
against a desk while the man stands between her legs, he drops his pants (his shirttail covers his crotch but reveals partially bare thighs), spits on his
fingers and rubs his groin under his shirt; the camera cuts to the second woman's
face as she says, «A shame,» (implying there was no erection) and the man pulls up his trousers and leaves the room (we see one of the woman's breasts and her bare back as the camera cuts to the man leaving).
«Once my stupid mother brought me to the arbularyo who told me to sit in front of him and took out a twig from his pants pocket and placed it
against his palm measuring it and he waved it inches from my
face and told me to close my eyes and I did and he told me to open my eyes and I did and he placed the twig on his palm and somehow it had grown longer extending a couple of inches past the tip of his middle
finger and my mother gasped and he said that indeed an engkanto had found favor in me... ``
He must have looked at Nic Costa — small, slight, young, like an athlete who'd somehow quit the track — set him, in his mind,
against the big, bulking frame of his partner — more than twenty years older and with an ugly, violently disfigured
face no one ever forgot — and felt his shutter
finger start to itch.
Their
faces were curves of light and hollows of darkness: the flames lit up their steaming breath like dragon smoke; they blew on their
fingers and turned up their collars
against the piercing wind.
Evocation is more important than narrative development, with close - ups of pen
against paper,
fingers in hair and water on
faces bracing the viewer's senses.
In her essay, exhibition curator Barbara O'Brien writes, «Her paintings are premised on the truth that she stood in this place, with the light casting shadows just so, the temperature of the air warm or cool, the sun warm
against her
face, protected by the brim of a straw hat; her
fingers able to employ brush to linen
against the wind of a New Jersey winter.»
The rounded
face with the tiny etching along the bezel looked and felt good
against my
finger.