Time fascinates me. To know that these hands, the ones I’m using to write this, are the same ones I’ll use decades from now to write another story. Who knows the references I’ll have; the ideas and experiences I’ll be able to share. I’ve wondered how I’ll look as an old man, and how the world will look at that point.
I shot this picture a couple years ago on the promenade in Port of Spain. While I don’t know who this man is, his portrait speaks its own volumes.