angelnfreefall
Amazing grace
I first posted this shot in September of 2009.
www.flickr.com/photos/angelnfreefall/3995045549/in/set-72...
I took one shot, and spoke briefly with this man that day. There's a description of that moment on the original shot.
(Thank you all- I processed him fairly harshly to make each line stand out. When I asked if I could take his picture, he considered me a moment, and then in the most amazingly rich voice, he said it had been a long time since anyone cared to take his photo.
I plan to take him a copy, as he requested one if it turned out the way I hoped.)
We were at a local flea market, and something about him overcame my initial shyness. I asked to photograph him and he agreed.
For the past two years, I've tried to find him there again to give him a copy of this picture.
Saturday, I was at the market as a vendor. I had the picture with me, as I have for two years.
I showed it to the manager, who recognized him.
She took the photo from my hand and held it.
Her eyes filled, and she said
Donald died last month. He always walked barefoot. He was trying to cross the road, right over there, and it was dark. A car hit him....
I wish I had found him and given him his picture. It will hang in the office now instead.
Amazing grace
I first posted this shot in September of 2009.
www.flickr.com/photos/angelnfreefall/3995045549/in/set-72...
I took one shot, and spoke briefly with this man that day. There's a description of that moment on the original shot.
(Thank you all- I processed him fairly harshly to make each line stand out. When I asked if I could take his picture, he considered me a moment, and then in the most amazingly rich voice, he said it had been a long time since anyone cared to take his photo.
I plan to take him a copy, as he requested one if it turned out the way I hoped.)
We were at a local flea market, and something about him overcame my initial shyness. I asked to photograph him and he agreed.
For the past two years, I've tried to find him there again to give him a copy of this picture.
Saturday, I was at the market as a vendor. I had the picture with me, as I have for two years.
I showed it to the manager, who recognized him.
She took the photo from my hand and held it.
Her eyes filled, and she said
Donald died last month. He always walked barefoot. He was trying to cross the road, right over there, and it was dark. A car hit him....
I wish I had found him and given him his picture. It will hang in the office now instead.