I like the fellow in the middle.
Meanwhile, in a secluded corner of Flatland, on an elevated plane…
At first blush, this is a photograph of nothing interesting. But I took the picture anyway. When I looked at it later, I saw the imitation of the light patterns in the indistinct, eroded painting on the ground: the edge of a white line; the edge of a shadow; dark and bright areas of substance […]
At this sketch session, I had a bit of warning that the subjects would be leaving soon. I adjusted my pace to capture as much as I could. I have been surprised before when my portrait sitter left suddenly.