By Robert Bergman. This is encouraging:
Spying someone of interest, he’d leap from his car and ask permission to take his picture. If the person asked why, he’d say, “I’m an artist, and I like your face.”
“Virtually everyone I met in America said yes,” he says.
Walking up to a total stranger without a socially acceptable excuse is scary. But apparently, it works: Bergman is just one of these people making fantastic portraits of strangers who testifies that almost everyone is happy you asked. (Another is Zoe Strauss, who by some weird social magic befriends strangers and has them showing off penis tattoos and hysterectomy scars on the street within minutes of meeting them. I truly admire her, and not just because America is excellent, not just because she managed to get censored in China, not just because she has exhibitions under highways and sells $5 prints — but for her courage.)