People interest me. What they have seen. How they see. Their acute moments. The long arc of their life. Their story.
But I don’t often know their story. Or get a chance to hear it. And I never will. So I crouch down and shoot a pic on the fly. I frame up my assumptions. And write a conclusion. On a topic I know nothing about.
A single image may stand up and say a few words on the subject’s behalf. But it regularly does so as an arrogant public speaker …
… who has misplaced their ghost-written speech.
So Fi Zine. Issue 10. Page 71-72. sofizine.com/latest-edition/edition-10
Dehli to Dehradun | India | November 2017.