Today (2015 February 15) I was wandering around downtown Edmonton, taking photos of what ever caught my eye: buildings, the sky, snow and ice. What I don’t take pictures of generally are people (too shy to ask anyone if they’d mind). A few months ago I posted about how I passed a guy sitting on some stairs in the river valley and he asked if I would take his photo. That was the first time that happened and happily obliged.
Today it happened again. I was standing on the corner of 100 St. and 101A Ave. in downtown Edmonton, waiting for the light to change when a fellow standing next to me asks if I would take his picture. “Sure”, says I. He asked if I worked for a paper and I said no but he still wanted his picture taken. I don’t really know why but it doesn’t matter. Without any prompting from me he assumed a nice, serious pose. I pushed the shutter; we said thanks to each other and the walk light changed. I crossed the street and I am not sure where he went. I never thought to even ask his name.
He couldn’t have thought that he’d ever see the photo of him, but here it is and perhaps somehow , someday he will.