Got approval (the honor), (m)to photograph a taxi driver. Note his horns, his sweater slogan and his laugh and do the equation. The taxi drivers, are themselves, if you get a little closer to their world, mutually not necessarily consistently well-disposed …. they evidently have their bitter quarrels as well as their sympathies ….
I do not know, Will I continue photographing people?, so the official one (where i ask, May I). It is like that, that these photos are totally personal, because I, no photographer, aestheticize them and technically detach them from their simple purpose. I would, I think, Faces and people photograph out of a kind of collecting frenzy, Not, to make any figurative statement. My material is the mobile phone button, nothing else. The capture of life and witnesses.
Indeed it is, that coincide with the official photo of a person, solves the mystery, attached to the stolen photo/human.
Fuck off; always a good saying, when the traffic light shouldn't be red.
Thanks, Ramo Taxi for being model and afterwards drive me home with a bit of life.