In a cold morning I ve taken this picture with my analogic camera (ZENIT ET). I don't know the person in the middle and I will never meet her again, but when I take pictures of strangers, I try to imagine a story about him or her. In this picture, she is walking, qiute slowly. She is thinking about futiile stuff. Not because she is stupid or shalow; she wants to forgot something. Maybe a betrayal, or maybe a illness. Somthing that upsets her. Thus in that day she went out for a walk, unaware taht someone would have taken a pictures of her.
|Photo Location:||warsaw, Poland|
|Copyright:||© Emanuele Chini|