This is the kind of crowd I get to see on a regular basis: Market days! Rushing through narrow aisles, I always have this imaginary list in the back of my head that I’m looking for. Determined to find those items; looking almost or exactly how I had pictured them in my mind- I assay prices,variety and quality. Gazing rather at the booths than at people; I keep rushing through the crowds. Here and there I’ll recognize familiar faces,there will be a smile or waving and sometimes even a quick chat.
The majority of people I pass I don’t know though. And that is the reason why I will be shy to take portraits. I do like to capture the variety of fruits and vegetables though and just the whole atmosphere. So I will stand back a little and take random pictures from a distance with totally random people.I’ll have no memories about crossing paths with them. Did they look happy, sad, suffering, joyful? I can’t even tell. You pass so many people but when you leave you do just remember the few familiar looking ones.. the others will forever be: just a face in a crowd. And then it dawns on me that I too will be the same for them. Just another face – in the crowd.