S(u)e A(n)ne
The gentleman who does construction work
In his paint-speckled work jacket, he had a laizzare-faire air about him that was striking yet charming at the same time.
A profile shot was irresistible. Yet at the sight of my camera, he was unfazed. Rather, a lazy grin spread across his face as he fingered around in his pocket for a cigarette.
Keeping a steady gaze at my camera, he whipped out a pack of cheap ciggies and even offered me a teasing stick which I politely declined.
A lit cigarette in his hand, a breakfast omelet in another, he raised his left hand to toast me and ambled away to a corner to enjoy his breakfast.
No doubt whatever hard labor that laid ahead of him that busy day, he seemed like a man who would take everything in stride.
[Part of my Building China's dream series]
[Part of my Shanghai Street Stories series]
The gentleman who does construction work
In his paint-speckled work jacket, he had a laizzare-faire air about him that was striking yet charming at the same time.
A profile shot was irresistible. Yet at the sight of my camera, he was unfazed. Rather, a lazy grin spread across his face as he fingered around in his pocket for a cigarette.
Keeping a steady gaze at my camera, he whipped out a pack of cheap ciggies and even offered me a teasing stick which I politely declined.
A lit cigarette in his hand, a breakfast omelet in another, he raised his left hand to toast me and ambled away to a corner to enjoy his breakfast.
No doubt whatever hard labor that laid ahead of him that busy day, he seemed like a man who would take everything in stride.
[Part of my Building China's dream series]
[Part of my Shanghai Street Stories series]