A portrait of a young man I stopped in the street. He was in a group and they kept walking as I asked for a shot. It took 10 paces to convince them (not too shabby of an elevator speech, eh?).
One of his friends kept mocking him as I shot it, and kept walking … right into a telephone pole.
So there.
April 2010. Taken in the similar vein as my other portrait of a construction worker, which remains one of my favorites.
As always, if you’re looking for wonderful work on portraits of strangers, I highly recommend the ever-talented Danny St.
