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-i.d, buddy demands leaving his house and closing in on me.
-what?
-i.d. you were photographing my house buddy is late 20's with a giant barking dog in the concreted back yard.
don't have one and i can photograph your house but actually it was the speed bump.
hand goes up out comes the iphone as he photographs the police.
says that his brother is on the force, gives a pretty good description of me which wouldn't be hard as i am standing in front of him. while he is talking i photograph some kiddy drawings on the pavement of a neighbouring house. when he gets off the phone - i ask if he wants to see the photo i am using a dslr for the outings have to learn lightroom by the autumn when school starts.
-don't want to talk to you.
i carry on, down the block, out on 55th street - i was by midway airport playing bus tag. hopping on one until i see something i find interesting then hopping off making the snap then finding another bus. stop at a park then as i am photographing a slew of ketchup packets on the pavement outside a kfc a cop pulls up.
you know that guy was by far the unfriendliest person i have ever met.
yeah when he said what you were doing i thought scoping his house with a professional camera do you mean a realtor? these people are so frightened of the world that everything is a threat. he kept saying that his brother was on the force etc. i had to check it out and when i did saw this banged up car and thought oh wow something did happen. but speaking to him well what can i say.
we chat for a bit his wife is a photographer so he is the sherpa when they head out on holiday. after a bit he leaves i return to photographing the ketchup packets.
we both wish each other a nice day