January 16, 2015 - single portrait
i don’t know his name. i often saw him in this old and repaired furniture store but i never spoke with him. he always looks a little bit sad. or tired. or maybe both. once i asked him for the portrait – you know this indication with a finger on the camera that said “can i take your picture?” and he answered me without any word but with the same imperceptible gesture “be my guest !”, continuing to smoke his endless cigarette. here is no need to say me twice – i always ready for the quick changes of the mood and plans, so i did it through the “veil” of smoke. one day i’ll bring him this picture and maybe i’ll see his smile. well, may be not.
more strangers portraits…
thank you !!!