Lunchtime had proven fruitful for photography so I popped back into town at four-thirty or so. I came across this guy (Graham) looking cool. Turns out he’s into photography and has done photos with a pinhole (well, all cameras as really just pinholes – but). He told me that someone local was getting into collodion process photography so I decided to wander over.
As I was saying goodbye and thanks to Graham a man dressed from head to foot in red (even with a red hat) came out of a shop. I walked over, camera over shoulder towards to him to ask if I could take a photo. Before a word had left my mouth he started shouting agressively at me. “You don’t know me. Walk away. Walk away.” I turned on my heel and walked away. “I’ll smash your f–king camera.”
Luckily the next subject was quite the opposite in disposition.
Walked over to the pub that Fiona works in and asked if I could watch when the collodion stuff happens. Should be the Summer.
