Coughing and spluttering with man- flu, I couldn't wait to drive home and crawl in to bed. And yet, the evening light was as good as I'd seen in a long while and tempting me to stay out. As some sort of compromise, I decided to drive the long way home, hopefully to spot some interesting photographic subjects bathed in this glorious light. I knew I didn't have the energy to be out for much longer, but there, like some kind of prayer being answered, I got my reward. Standing in such away that it looked like he was trying to open the graffiti car, I knew this was it.
And that's what I love that about street photography; sometimes you ask for something to happen and the Gods of Photography provide.
Till next time