Yes, I still Love Photography

Feel free to sing the title of this post along with that "Technology" song from Napoleon Dynamite.

I forgot to mention one of the nicest moments from yesterday. Ms. Shirley awkwardly stood and smiled at me so I could take her pictures, and then nervously asked me if they were alright.

"Oh, sure. They're fine," I answered.

"Am I ugly?"

". . ."

She asked in earnest, and I was taken aback. The mere fact that she would ask a stranger this seemed significant, like she wouldn't know how to answer the question herself. Perhaps she was simply deferring judgment to one with a more finely tuned aesthetic sense. After all, I had an expensive camera around my neck.

I assured her that she was in fact not ugly. I told her the truth and said she was lovely. And then she left.