We all know the adage about not judging a book by its cover, but most of us regularly do, if we are honest. When I approach what I consider to be 'interesting people' for a street portrait, I can't help prejudging the reaction I'll get just before I approach them. Last week I approached two people in the city centre, the first was an old sea dog at a bus stop that had just started to smoke his pipe. World weariness and tales form the sea were deeply etched on to his face and ideal for a portrait. We chatted politely for a while,but at my request of a photograph his face contorted with rage - along with the demand of £100 and the threat of calling the police. Although I thought he was a shoe-in, all the Werther's originals and friendly banter in the world wasn't going to get me that portrait.
Four days later, when I saw this young Mum and her brood, I assumed it would be a flat 'no thank you'. I thought her alternative look, including facial piercings and tattoos, may leave her guarded about how she is perceived by the older generation. She was in fact by far the politest and most considerate person I met all week.
Till next time...
Matt Peers
