Eye Candy.
Many photographers shoot it.
I guess I do too sometimes.
I was walking down The Ave in the U. District.
I saw a kid hanging out,
listening to some street musicians.
The kid was wearing a mask.
He was outside an empty storefront.
Can I take your picture? I asked.
Sure, he said.
It took about 20 seconds to shoot the pictures.
I showed the kid what I’d shot.
Cool, he said.
And that was it, the end of our encounter.
I walked on.
I could have talked with the kid.
I should have talked with the kid.
I’d have sounded weird, but
if nothing else I could have asked:
What’s Up With The Mask?
I might have learned something.
Eye Candy.
In this case, it feels like
there’s no There there
in my pictures.
My pictures pose more questions
than they answer.
