THERE IS A handful of folks I spot downtown whom I want to photograph. I just need the proper moment.
This old woman was one of them, and she provided the moment on Saturday as she ambled in my direction.
Amble is her top speed. The other is sitting on a stoop.
Another was this old fellow. I photographed him about a year ago. He has since died. Still on my to-do list are a man who makes and sells bows and arrows — he has a great face — and a couple of lovers I call Los Tiburones, the sharks.
Recently, the bow-and-arrow man walked by my sidewalk table where I was enjoying a café Americano negro, so I asked if he would pose for a shot. I offered 10 pesos.
He said he’d prefer doing it when he was carrying one of his long bows, not the relatively short one he was toting on that day. I said okay. I’ll just snap him when he’s not looking. Like my sister-in-law, he sports the nose of an Aztec king.
Los Tiburones are a young couple who’ve been an item since high school. They are now in their early 20s. I’ve been eyeing them for years. The girl is incredibly beautiful and rail thin. Her guy is good-looking too, but in a normal way.
I call them the sharks because they are ever in motion, making them difficult to photograph. Normally, I spot them as they sweep by me, going in the other direction.
The girl’s long hair is sometimes streaked with blue or pink, and she smokes, which is not what a skinny girl should do.
Just sit on a plaza bench, you two, just for a few moments, will you? I’ve never seen Los Tiburones smiling either, but real sharks seem dead serious too.
One day I’ll show you what they look like. Also the bow-and-arrow man with the Aztec nose.
The woman in the photo above is a street vendor. I don’t recall what she sells. She is remarkably nice.
She is so old and feeble, she can hardly walk. Sad.
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(As always, Felipe’s Fabulous Fotos can be found here.)