I am intrigued by the expression on people’s faces, and I try to figure the feelings displayed. Happy, sad, concerned, angry, zen, laughing, shouting, resigned, baffled, content, bored, impatient, grinning, crying, frowning, dejected, imploring, defying, all these are expressions which, once more, show we’re so different. We each have our own way with which we tell the world (many times without even knowing it) how we’re feeling, what is our perception of life at that moment in time.
This can change in a fraction of a second, of course, mainly because street is a place where your attitude can change instantly. You think serene thoughts, stepping easy and making your way through the throng of human beings, on their to and fro agitation, front and back of you. Someone brushed hard your shoulder, in a hurry. Suddenly your expression changes, from being zen to frowning. Not angry, just frowning because something took you out brutally from your reveries. Your serenity’s over, you resign to the new feeling. Just one moment of the many seen on the streets. And these are so many, which makes street photography captivating, I guess.