We spent the day finding people on the street that were willing to have their portrait taken in a nearby studio. Most of the subjects I was drawn to were workers -- a construction worker, teacher, garbage collector, and courier.
People were unusually accommodating, although a few people refused because they didn't feel that they were a going to represent China very well. There was a sense of pride in their country that was different than in the states. Or at least different than in San Francisco.
These portraits make me think about how people go about choosing (or not choosing) what they do with their lives. We all wear uniforms that reflect a combination of who we are and what we do.
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