Ah, the spectacles of the woman standing were so interesting. And the hair and the denim jacket. And the closeness of the relationship of the three of them. They talked without polite niceties, like families do. At least like close families who can actually talk to one another do. And they were French, so a whole different approach to life.
I met Ian at the Paparazzi portrait photography shoot at the Fitzwilliam museum in Cambridge.
This is Oliver Zolman, the organiser of the paparazzi portrait group in Cambridge.
Aneta is in the portrait photography group I joined. Four of us met up for a nighttime photoshoot but retired to a pub because it was so bitterly cold outside.
I was in Tate Britain, and I saw the man trailing his raincoat, looking at the Constable painting that’s in the second photo here. He moved on and I didn’t get the shot, but then I saw him walking past a painting of ships, and that did nicely.
The two people sitting in Tate Britain and looking at John Constable’s painting Salisbury Cathedral were interesting. She was an American cow-girl by her dress. I took a photo of her with my phone when she was standing, struck by the harmony of colour between what she was wearing and the painting.
