I was sitting in a Kensington Market restaurant called Burger Bar with my friend Vicki, having a pint after a long hot afternoon walk, when she pointed out this guy with the music box. “Oh look at that,” she said. I jumped right up and ran out the door without reply, in order to catch the guy and get his photo. I gave him a couple of bucks for his troubles. This is one of my favourites from that day. Probably go in my next book.
On another note, it looks like I’ll be hold my first photography exhibition in September, at a big restaurant in the beaches. We’re talking around 20 photos. I’m still workout out the details, and frankly it’s a tad sooner than I’d hoped, but I should have everything sorted by the weekend.