My Saturday was not all countryside and landscape. Earlier in the day, I walked around Little Saigon or Viet-town or whatever the locals call it and shot up the place, so to speak. I had gone to the photo store to buy some film, and on my way out, I saw this chair. I was using my flash and wanted to see how it would turn out. It truth, this picture is from a week before, but I went back and shot the same chair again. It is in the alleyway next to a Vietnamese restaurant. I guess the workers come out and use it on their cigarette breaks. For some reason, however, one of them did not like me photographing the chair no matter how much I smiled. I thought it must be a special chair, magical, perhaps. No, I didn't think that. I thought that they, like almost everyone else these days, did not like for me to be taking photographs in public. I'm sure they thought I should ask permission to photograph the chair. So a man stepped in to block my shot. I liked that. It made a better picture.
Maybe. After this photo, I spent about an hour and a half walking around taking pictures with my film camera and a flash. As I've already reported, however, I didn't load the film right and so I had no pictures to show. So Saturday, I went back and did a do over. I photographed the chair.
Rather like "13 Ways to Kill a Mockingbird" or whatever the poem is called (link
I'll show the rest of the walk around another time. Today. . . I must report to the factory. It is getting harder all the time.
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