Katharina (1/100)

My first!

And because it is my first for the project, it needs a proper entry:

What a perfect person to start my project with. Katharina epitomizes the reason why I started street photography in the first place. I'd walk down the street and spot a sight of AWESOMENESS. Then I get an undeniable urge to photograph it! This is exactly what happened with Katharina.

So, I was walking down the street (go figure, huh?) to get to the Geldautomat (aka ATM) because I had no cash to buy myself a delicious Döner Kebap. I get about 100 meters to the spot, then BOOM! PINK EXPLOSION! PINK PANTS AND PINK PURSE! What a BOLD WOMAN! The color just screams "Hey, hey, take a picture!" I freak'n LOVE people who wear bold colors. Immediately, I get a twitch. My trigger finger keeps getting signals from my brain to click the shutter. But I can't, not yet. She's too far away. As she is walking in the same direction as I, I continue my path to intersect hers. Unfortunately, at the time of crossing, she was on the phone. I thought it'd be rude to bother her. And so, I walk past, missing that oppurtunity. I continue to the ATM.

Take two! Right when I finished grabbing my cash she comes walking down the stairs. I see the pink again. I get that twitch again. I wait till she comes off the stairs and then take the plunge. I was not going to let the opportunity slip me again. "CARPE DIEM!" is my life motto! I didn't even bother with a German opening; she looks like a student, and they're all fluent in English (Good, because mein Deutsch ist noch schlecht). She asked why I wanted to take her photo, and so I tell her about the project. She thought it was a pretty cool idea and asked if I had anything on the internet to check it out. So I gave her my card (that's right, a card. To become a Professional, you have to BE professional, right? :D ). I asked her what made her want to wear that color. Simply she quipped, "It's the best color!" I can concur. Shoot, even I love wearing pink!

I wish I would have talk to her more to hear her story. Maybe if she checks this blog out I can (and maybe yell at me if I got her name misspelled).