On my journey to became a better photographer, it’s always my goal to learn something new. New techniques, new equipment, new genres of photography, etc.
Last year, I wanted to learn more about portrait photography and I started the 100 Beautiful Strangers Project. It has helped me immensely!
To date, it has been my most rewarding photography project, but also the most challenging. It’s challenging because even after approaching more than 30 strangers, the stage fright hasn’t gone away. I think along the way, I’ve convinced myself that by the time I get to stranger number so and so, the fear of approaching strangers should be completely gone. I can tell you without hesitation that it has not.
However, after reading other photographer’s account of their experience with the project (some already reaching 100 Strangers), I was relieved to learn that I was not alone. So, I’m going to continue the project knowing that regardless of the number of strangers I’ve invited to be apart of the project, being nervous is to be expected and that it’s totally normal.
This connects with meeting my next stranger, Leon. Leon is Stranger #35 in the project.
On this day, I decided to visit the weekly Flea Market in hopes of meeting a Stranger for the project. On the way there, I saw a gentlemen who was nicely dressed. His style was very retro and I especially loved the hat he wore. As he passed by with a friend, I hesitated to approach him and just like that…the window of opportunity passed me by. I was so disappointed, but continued walking towards the market.
As I strolled around for a bit, I was surprised to see Leon again. I felt that this was my second (and maybe last) opportunity to invite him to be apart of the project.
When I told him about the project and he said yes, it was a great feeling! Leon was so friendly and was very happy to be apart of the project.
Leon, it was super to meet you! Thank you for sharing your warm smile and joining the project. It’s wonderful to have you as Stranger #35!
With challenges there’s also growth. I think it was a lesson to push myself out of my comfort zone even if it means doing it anxiously.