I dropped my girlfriend off in South Ozone today, and they were having the Phagwah parade. A Hindu holy day where every throws powdered dyes on each other. There were so many colorful people, unfortunately I was only able to snap a photo of this gentleman looking up the Q41 bus route. I’m pretty sure that he isn’t bleeding from the head, but instead is just covered in a wet dye.
I made an ass of myself trying to get a portrait of a group of twenty somethings, by hanging out my car window asking if I could take a photo of the four of them for my blog, like some kind of crazy person. They looked nervous and I decided to move along.
I wish I had the time to walk around and talk to people, instead of having to run off to work, but so it goes.