Being dyslexic I don’t read that many books. I tend to be more an image person. My wife, on the other hand, devours books and loves to go to book stores and other gatherings of the printed word-world. I’m glad to tag along on the journeys as they tend to produce good opportunities for candid photographs. The pictures below are of Boston’s annual Antiquarian Book Fair. It was a gathering of some pretty rare items, both printed and human.
It’s crying shame that black men still feel it’s necessary to call attention to this.
The subway is always a good hunting ground for candid photographs. I was initially intrigued by this composition because of the red coke can and red bag he was holding. However the more I thought about it, his hat, tired face and posture carried the day which made a black and white image more appropriate.