Maybe it was the light. Maybe it wasn’t. But either way, this man amply proves that even amidst the hustle and bustle of the city, quiet moments of contemplation can still be captured.
Maybe it was the light. Maybe it wasn’t. But either way, this man amply proves that even amidst the hustle and bustle of the city, quiet moments of contemplation can still be captured.
I do really wonder what his story is; he seems well dressed but a little on the shabby side. Newly retired and his wife isn’t used to him being around the house yet so she sent him out with the grand-kids, is my guess
Yeah, there’s definitely a story there. His clothes were very much on the shabby side, and the little cart generally favoured by old women was unusual. Particularly so as he didn’t seem to have any problems walking.
There were no kids though. He was very much alone.
I’m more worried about the guy next to the post. He looks a little shady.
Haha, he does indeed. A fella not to be trusted for sure!
Nice one!
It’s been a while since I stopped by at tokyotimes. I think your style has changed towards story against composition and other beautifiers. Maybe it’s just me
Cheers! Good to hear from you again.
Yes, I think you are probably right. I do try and have the photo tell a story. Or at least capture a moment that hints at one. Easier said than done of course, although it’s a lot of fun trying.