1982, Kashmir, India
Plate 16, 18x27
Compared with the rope merchant who had a vast inventory, Mr. Rashid at his shop in Kashmir was the opposite. He had cheese, some small boxes of crackers and a bit of tea. How he made a living was what I could not understand. Even if he sold his entire inventory each and every day he could not make it. I walked in, but Mr. Rashid seemed less than friendly, so I walked out. But the question went along with me: How do you make a living if you have almost nothing to sell? I walked back for a second try. He allowed me the shot but would not move more towards the middle of the store, nor would he sit or stand more upright. He would not cooperate but just allowed the picture. Yet by allowing the photograph, he was in fact very much cooperating.