Fairground stalls do not leave much room for looking properly. Lights, stuffed prizes, rows of white targets, people drifting in and out. Too much of everything.
What held me was the arm.
The woman on the left had Strong tattooed under a small cactus. A detail almost too convenient, honestly. The kind of thing that can hijack a photograph if you let it. But the gesture beside it was better: her arm around the other woman, the phone dangling behind her back as if she had forgotten it was there.
I left the man on the left and the child on the right. They crowd the frame and make it slightly harder to read. That helped. Without them, the image becomes cleaner, more private and probably weaker. The 21mm kept everyone inside the same mess: lights, prizes, targets, bodies, waiting.
The top of the stall is close to blowing out. The lower half nearly disappears into hair and black clothes. I could have fixed that a little. I did not. The imbalance felt right.
The tattoo gave me the easy title. I went elsewhere. Soft Target felt less tidy, which was the point. Strength on the skin, a quiet gesture, all those targets behind them.
Technical: Leica M10 Monochrom · Thypoch Ksana 21mm f/3.5 Asph.
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