Reclusive.

Reclusive.

Walking down Gordon Street in Glasgow’s city centre, I was rather intrigued by the trumpet music. Sounded a lot like a busker, yet there was no busker. I couldn’t imagine any of the shops piping this out on the street, so I was a bit confused.

Only after stopping for 2 minutes did I pick out this chap in the shadows of a rather manky alleyway (between the two travel agent’s, for you Glaswegians). He was a good distance inside the alley, and I assumed he was just playing his trumpet on a lunch break or something. As I approached I noticed he did actually have some change in his trumpet case, so I threw a few loose coins in, and he allowed me to take this photo.

p.s. Apologies about the lack of posting – normal service shall resume shortly. I passed my exam this week, and it’ll be at least a few weeks until I study for the next one, so hopefully I’ll be back to near-daily postings.

September 8, 2005

Comments.

Andy
September 9th, 2005

Checked out yer site big man, very good indeed. i dig the pic of that trumpet player the most I reckon.

CurlyToes
September 9th, 2005

I love this kind of photo – probably because it’s exactly the sort of photo I can’t take. I’m just too much of a chicken to go up and take photos of people – even if I post them a few coins. Great shot. The texture on his skin is great, and the dark shades of everything but his trumpet, really makes it stand out well.

alan
September 10th, 2005

I’ve only ever had 1 person refuse having their photo taken. Once you’ve asked one person it becomes easier, especially if you chat with them for a few minutes before asking.

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