Friday, September 10, 2010
dark, hot night
it was a dark, hot night.
nowhere had a portrait of the day been found in hours.
as the thick weight of humidity and sleepiness slipped into my moment, i grew anxious.
but i knew there was hope... i had defeated this enemy previously, and i knew the tools to use.
there, at the corner coffee shop, there was sure to be a subject... sitting and willing.
and this particular evening, double luck. a former subject of this project sat and sipped coffee with friends.
he remembered me, and i, him. i approached and the anxiety walked away. the caffeinated crowd was extremely receptive, and this young man was particularly willing... especially when told that he didn't have to move at all.
after connecting my fancy flash rig, the experiment proceeded as planned... no expectations.