It was cold out and snowing lightly, and certainly not the nicest day for a walk.
I was on the way to meet a client about 5 blocks away in the Downtown Core.
We met outside an overly crowded Starbucks on a bench on the main floor of Banker’s Hall.
We had a pleasant conversation and, as is usually the case, there was not a lot of time to socialize; he was off and running while I sat for a bit and finished my Latte’.
Behind me was this truly amazing, ‘Old School’ Veteran.
No room for jeans and a T-shirt, he had on a suit that was a lot more ample fitting than I’m sure it used to be.
Opinions will vary I’m sure, but I seldom ask permission for ‘grab shots’ like these.
As soon as you do the spontaneity of the moment is gone for good. The Photographs, simply, are never the same.
Each situation is unique of course, but admittedly, I’m a reluctant subscriber to the ‘Shoot First, Ask Questions Later’ School of Photography.
I had my Fuji X-100 with me which is completely silent.
I framed up four quick shots of this remarkable gentleman and before I even got a chance to strike up a conversation and worse yet, do my bit for the Calgary Poppy Fund, he saddled up and rode off to an elevator.
He was long gone before I could even stand up.
That face and those eyes will stay with me for a long, long time.
I think I’ll wander back over there in a few days time and see what I can do to reacquaint us both.
There’s a story or two in those weary old bones that I’d absolutely love to hear.