Most of us will have documented those awkward moments spent with strangers. A short exchange which leads to a quick street portrait. Often as meaningless as the last. Well here is another. I have hundreds of them, 'he had good wrinkles' - 'oh look at her glasses' - 'I'm going to photograph him with the small dog'.
I get it - texture, style, emotion, human connection. Lonely photographer material.
I'm sure eventually there will be something special about these images - I look at old photos of streets and people and they have so much to offer, a window into the past - before I existed. These will become special for someone born tomorrow.