There's a cool little park on a corner block in Northbridge (Perth's nightlife suburb, over the train tracks from the CBD). They've got a huge screen and some interesting glowing blobs for people to sit on. So before I went out swing dancing I loitered around there a little with my eye to finding some strangers. Initially I asked a small asian girl who was sitting cross legged on a concrete block, thinking that it'd be cool to fit her all in a shot while she was sitting scrunched up. She wasn't into it though, saying "No thank you" like I was offering to sell her something. I've had that response from a few people and it throws me a bit each time.
So this lad was sitting a couple of metres behind her and I noticed him while she was rejecting me. But I didn't go straight over, rather I walked past and down the street a little to see if there was anyone there. I spotted a group of youths harassing an old aboriginal guy. The old guy and the kids each threw up their hands a few times, ready to start some fisticuffs. I took a few photos from across the street, but nothing came of the confrontation. So I headed back to the park hoping this guy was still there.
He was up for the photo straight away. We chatted a little while I took the shots but I paid close attention to his speech and tried not to capture derp faces mid-word. He told me that he was waiting for his girlfriend. They'd been introduced to each other about a month before at a party. He also told me that he'd 'gotten successful' about two weeks ago. I'm quite sure I don't know what he meant.
After a few shots I headed off to find my friends who were down the street grabbing some dinner. On my way back through, about 15 minutes later, I spotted him still sitting there. I do hope he wasn't stood up.
This is the forty ninth portrait of my attempt at the 100 strangers project.