My Photo I professor assigned us to shoot photos of strangers: one roll with permission and one without. I like photographing people but I’m horrible with strangers so this seemed like the perfect opportunity to force myself to do it. Little did I know how nerve-wracking of a task it would be.
I went down to the Village twice in hopes of asking strangers for their photos. As I went on rainy days, people were rushing to get to dry places. This made it hard to stop people for photos.
I was forced to rush things as I’d fallen behind on my assignments. I went to Central Park this time. It was packed since it’s a Saturday. It was also hard to single out strangers as most of them were in groups.
