Sunday, June 1, 2014
I've mentioned our Magazine Man -- the older gentleman who roams the stairwells of our building, probing the mail slots with his fingers and asking for magazines. (He has a touch of dementia.)
The other day I came home and he was sitting on a bench in our courtyard, reading. He always looks like this, very dapper, in a jacket and cap. I snapped a candid photo, and then asked him if I could take his picture. He said yes and sat for a few shots, looking straight at the camera.
"Are you a Boy Scout?" he asked me when I was finished.
(Note that I was not wearing anything that would even vaguely suggest Scouting.)
By far my favorite photo is the candid one -- even though you can't see his face, I like its unposed, natural feel.