NZ Visual Diary - entry 342

white-beared man in Te Komititanga Square

I have seen him before, numerous times. On Queen Street and about Te Komititanga Square. He is a contemplative fellow. I often see him, as he was in this photographic moment, composed in quiet repose. A man with time to think or slip silently into a once-lost memory.

He is also a convivial gentleman, engaged equally so in quiet but focused conversation with mates on the street.

It was his visual appearance, however, that first caught my eye. The sweep of his hair, the curl of the sea as it builds to a climatic crash at beach front.

with luminous white beard, wispy but determined to anchor jaw bone against the breaking wave.

I have waited, more patiently than I thought possible, for this photograph.