One starts to walk the streets with a specific photographic idea. Often it is so elusive that despite one's best effort to follow it it does not materialize. Then again, from time to time, you stumble on the right light, the right angle, the good alley. The difference between a great photographer and an amateur is probably the ability to generate this circumstances. I love this image but I am so painfully aware of the luck it took to make it. Finding a muse on the other hand is all a different matter. That is the other half and there I was even luckier.
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