15 June 2013
15 June 2013
Leicester Square, 7 June 2013
I love how I’m able to spend 20 minutes in a single spot… and let people come to me. (I was merely killing time since I was early for a dinner appointment!) Almost too easy. Also I find that I become much more eager (reckless?) on the shutter when I’m not really in the mood for streeting, resulting in a high hit rate but producing images of little substance. Technically sound, but the emotional connection isn’t there. These are the more… intimiate ones that survived the cull.
I had just placed my order at Nandos and returned to my table when I saw this man on a bench with an irresistibly cute schnauzer just outside the restaurant’s glass doors. I mulled for but a moment, uttered to my sister a single word, “Tempted!” and she shoved my bag at me. To charge straight at them through the doors wielding a camera would be to start on the wrong foot, so to speak, so I circled around the concourse before returning meekly to the spot. I introduced myself (a little too hastily) and asked if I could take…
How typical. Just when we thought the shorts and flip flops were here to stay…