Walking around the strip by myself and inebriated, my mind still level headed enough to have the ability to search for visually appealing individuals, as well as an unusually elaborate vernacular [this is being transcribed from my journal i keep to remember all the people i meet] I meet Hank. I met him on the way to Fat Tuesdays, so I didn’t stay to chat. But his hat was something I felt I needed to capture on film.
I ask him if I can take his portrait, he says yes…”but wait”….then he flips a switch on the back of his hat, and motors start whirring as lights flash and little figures animate like a ride on disneyland. and I don’t know if its the rum, or me being easily amused…but i was absolutely fascinated with his hat. I left the encounter exchanging fist bumps.
camera: Canon Snappy LX
film: cross processed Fuji Velvia 100 35mm