talking to strangers

Beautiful Sunday.  Nothing to do.  I love that feeling. 

I clean my apartment; it’s the only time it feels big.  I want to go for a walk, but one with a destination that involves no money.  I know.  I’ll take my camera and photograph people.  It turns out to be a great way to spend the afternoon.

I walk to Central Park.  Most everyone is friendly.  I am brave with my camera.  I approach people with an introduction that goes something like this. “Hi.  I’m just taking pictures today of people in New York.  Can I take your picture?”  9 out of 10 say yes.  Some ask what I do with the pictures.  I tell them about my blog and give them the address.  Others ask if they can get the photo, so I give them my email address.  I meet all kinds of people: young, old, black, white, local and foreign.  I meet a couple in an illicit affair, two older sisters from Canada, musicians, families, and lovers.

I take hundreds of pictures and meet all kinds of friendly people.  Here are just a few.