I’m a stranger.
Last month, I saw a tweet in my feed asking if anyone was feeling photogenic. I was, so I answered. It was a small brave act, not thinking anything would come of it and preparing myself not to have anything come of it. I was admirer of the 100 Strangers Project at Le Mien and had been following it since No. 22, Robyn Paton (writer/photographer of mintyfresh, one of the first Ottawa – now Montreal – blogs I started to follow). Every stranger on it is so chic and hip, was that a prerequisite? I didn’t know. My response to a tweet turned into an e-mail conversation that ended with plans to met Kym and her camera at the Canadian Museum of Nature.
It was a great experience and reinforced my courage. I have been using Twitter to push myself out the door and meet people in Ottawa, not an easy task. Answering a random tweet from Kym? That was a leap forward I didn’t expect to take. Our time together flew by too quickly, chatting the entire time, and once she was satisfied with the shots she had taken, we stopped. Later, she sent me the photos and I told her to pick; I wanted to know what she saw. We agreed.
I like my stranger number, the last minute of any given hour, the last second of any given minute.
Every moment counts.
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Update: I realized after having this post up for 24 hours that I had completely forgotten to thank Kym for this experience. Thank you, I enjoyed meeting another Ottawan and photographer. I enjoyed having my photo taken by you. I enjoyed the flurry of attention I received simply by saying yes. Oh, and Kym’s an excellent listener herself.
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