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When I'm traveling and I meet
people they're most often friendly. Of course, if they have an agenda
--
if they, for example, want to sell me a carpet -- it usually pays them
to be friendly. When they don't have an agenda -- and many don't
-- they're just friendly. People like Americans, although perhaps the
people I find who are friendly just like people.
I don't walk around
with my camera cocked. Taking a photograph of a person is a second
thought. The first is to look or be looked at, to glance or catch a
glance, to smile and nod hello or to be smiled at and acknowledged. If
I'm moving on and they are sufficiently interesting I'll shyly hold up
my camera and point at them and back at me several times with a
questioning look. Often they'll halt and strike a pose. Since I'm slow
to get the process ready and since I don't really want the pose they've
assumed, I'll make motions to them to relax. Then I'll focus and take
my
eye from the viewfinder and meet their eye and smile. That's when I
take the picture.
It couldn't happen
the same way here. I can hear myself asking someone if I could snap
their picture. They'd say "Why?" "Well," I'd respond, "I'm a tourist
and
I want to take the picture of someone who lives here so I can show the
folks at home." They'd tell me to walk a few blocks to Telegraph Avenue
(or Ghiradelli Square, Hollywood Boulevard, Broadway and 42 Street...)
and find someone there. No, of course they wouldn't say that. They'd
grunt and move on.
Maybe it's the
multiple tourist factor. So many tourists are our entertainment for the
afternoon - a person in Mexico might say. Why not pay them back with a
little performance of our own?
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