Friday Night Graffiti Man
I was out taking pictures of graffiti on friday night and this man asked me to take his picture. I had my digital (it’s obviously not a polaroid camera or anything like that) so it somehow occurs to me now that he really wanted me to have a picture of him. But he did ask nicely and politely and I’m not the sort to deny a reasonable request especially when asked twice (once is just a passing thought, twice is more of a commitment) and so here he is:
He’s very blurry because it was just getting dark out and I didn’t want to use the flash. I keep wondering if I will remember him in twenty years. I should have asked him his name.