I spent this weekend trading at markets….I thought money was partially satisfying, but their was more dynamic compositions going on in my head.
I had contemplated driving to Pitermaritzburg for the start of the comrades marathon, so i could take some photos.
On the way home from the market, i crossed over tollgate bridge, and saw the last strain of runners trickling down the road. I knew i had too do something interesting using the natural chaos of onlookers, aswell as the road un inhibited by cars.
I rushed home to get my camera and my now frequently used toy soldiers.
I walked berea road and felt like a free man. Free to do whatever i could with all that i had.
Armed with a 10 megapixel digital camera, and some plastic soldiers i started shooting at the runners.
I think i might have even encouraged some of them and given them something to laugh at. I thought to myself, respect to you running this race and thank you for being a beautiful and interesting backdrop.
Im sure the ones who noticed will have something to talk about at the end regarding the mad man with the red beard pointing soldiers at them and taking low shots. I got some award winning stares. It was a beautiful bricolage moment, using what i had to create even at the expense of looking like a complete and utter mad man.
And then the police came, and i left the scene of the crime that wasn't one to begin with. (But at least i got the shot)
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