On a sunny Sunday morning, another photographer accompanied me to watch stranger photography in action. We found an alcove in front of a closed restaurant; the buildings on the other side of the street were reflecting bright light. We had a 'studio', and just waited for a likely subject. Along came David.
He was accompanied by his dig, Kiya. Unfortunately I did not write down the breed, and I don't remember. As dogs often resemble their owners, I doubt that it was a Chihuahua. When I asked David, he shrugged and said, “Why not?” I asked him not to smile for the camera and got the first shot.
