Tag: Tekka Market

Why I take photographs

 

I finally got down to Tekka Market to pass the old man this photo of him and his store. He was surprised, said thank you and offered to pay. Even his wife spoke for the first time, thanking me for the photo. I left quickly before it got too awkward, clearly unsure of how to handle the situation. On retrospect, I think I hoped this photo meant as much for him as it meant for me, I just wanted him to know…
I cannot stop what becomes history,
I can only help you preserve the memory.
That’s one reason why I’ll keep taking photographs.