I spent the day walking around the city with my new beloved camera draped around my neck. I was a hunter today, a hunter for the beautiful and forgotten. The peeling paint, the cool juxtapositions of color, the graffiti on the cement under your feet that says, “How alive are you willing to be?” with a ballerina spray-painted next to it.
Michael was playing a song from The Sound of Music when I walked past. “The hills are alive with the sound of…” then he grinned at me, “Oh, you have a camera.”
I promised him copies of the photos which I am very excited about. He doesn’t have an address so I will have to go hunting again, this time for the pied piper.