i guess related but i’ll make its own post about it. it’s weird, because that isn’t the first time i had been the subject of random photographers. another time when i was younger, i wanted to fly my kite. except it was winter time. i wasn’t going to be stopped by that.
i got my kite and went to the book factory across the street and to the area they had cleared to eventually build on (but still hadn’t) and started flying my kite in the middle of a wicked snowstorm. somehow a photographer spotted me out there in the thick of the wind and the snow flying my kite.
he asked to take a picture, and i said it was okay, and just kept flying my kite. it ended up on the front page of the nearby city’s newspaper.