He was sitting outside an orthopaedic clinic with the relaxed authority of someone who had no intention of being repaired. I asked for a portrait. He gave me a minute and barely changed his posture—which was fortunate, because the posture was already doing most of the work.
The background is busy: parked car, tree, signs, promises of treatment. None of it is elegant, but elegance is frequently just reality after an expensive cleaning. Here, the surroundings locate the man in the world and provide their own accidental diagnosis.
Photographed with the Ricoh GR IV Monochrome.
Series: Portraits
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