There's something intimate about faces out of focus. Maybe it connotes a sense of peace and sensuality. Maybe it's because it keeps you above pores, at the level of light. Maybe I'm just partial to abstraction (I am).
I'm revisiting some old photos from the archive this week while still DSLR-less. Much like me and this photo, so was I reunited with this lovely spirit recently. There will be color photos to follow, eventually.