I made a quick dash across the mall to catch this guy before he got past me. His awesome James Dean hair had caught my attention and he didn't look in a rush. He sad "Of course" when I asked for his picture. He had much the same attitude as the Germans I've loved photographing. So armed with his permission and suddenly up close I realised how tall he actually was. I jumped onto a bench that was just behind me, slotting in beside a couple of other occupants who gave me mildly concerned glances. From that vantage point I fired off a few shots in quick succession.
Once I'd gotten down again we started to chat. He was walking to work at the Ridges hotel just down the street. He asked me if I was blogging the photos and I let him know they where going up on flickr. I didn't have my notebook with me, and had run out of receipts to write my url down on. He told me that he had a great memory so I told him the url and hopefully he'll come visit.
This is the forty first portrait of my attempt at the 100 strangers project.