The six photos below represent a small sampling of my father’s street portraiture. Obviously, most of his ‘portraits’ are done on the street—and I use the term portraiture loosely. The photo, Blind Harp Player, is, according to my father, one of his all-time favorites. It may become one of mine, but only time will tell. It’s a classic portrait type: a fleeting moment of someone performing a defining trait, the close-up, three-quarter view. I love that his face is partially obscured and that the curves of the instrument follow the lines of his hat.
Tomorrow, I think I’ll post some portraits of children (the lives of children—though I’m an Americanist—is a great research interest of mine).