I practice photography. Whether I am any good or not is irrelevant. This is a catalogue of lucky moments that exceed my skill.
The Local Artist
This is a local whom I see everyday. When he first arrived in town years ago, he wore a black hooded robe and traversed the Main Street during morning hours. Over time, the hood was substituted for a leather jacket. Eventually he acquired a steady girlfriend that is employed at the local christian-themed cafe.
I always wanted to speak to him, but I was always driving to work. Work punishes you for creating interesting life experiences, or being late.
These shots were taken outside of a laundromat that had a Saturday grand opening. He and his girlfriend were purifying their garments of sin. I asked the gentleman if I could take a few shots. He indulged my whimsy. He told me that he is an artist with a passion for drawing and playing music. Hence the title “Local Artist.”
These are two best shots from the set.