It is the details of a person that make a photograph feel intimate. I had taken four shots of this woman as she was moving toward her car. All showed her individual choices at the market – the carton of wine, the three baguettes, the tulips – which told me that she was probably throwing a party of some sort. But ultimately it was the photo that showed her left foot momentarily lifted out of her (probably sweaty) shoe as she paused to look at her phone that connected me to her as a person. How many times have any one of us done that very thing on a hot day?
This is part of my The Perspective From the Street series.
Posted for BeckyB’s July Squares – The Art of Perspective.