Woman with a pickup

Woman with a pickup

Approaching random women to photograph them is an... experience. It's an exercise in social anxiety and patience.

And rejection.

It definitely is not for those who cannot take No for an answer. Or who are afraid of No being the answer.

But with how comfortable I've gotten at approaching women, I need to bear in mind that this is a brand new experience for most of the women I'm approaching. So I've gotten pretty good at reading body language. Plenty of times I've gotten a straight No, but plenty of times I've gotten hesitation. Hesitation isn't always a No, but it's definitely a sign they're not comfortable.

But her response was a little interesting, as it was more... flattery and hesitation. A short conversation, both of us mentioning why we were out there, opened her up just enough. I'm never looking for more than a few minutes with each woman I approach. Because I never need more than that.

At first she thought I'd be put off by her jeans and boots. Yeah, no. Not put off in the least. I've lived quite a few years in small towns in the Midwest. My wife is from small-town Nebraska with most of her family being from rural and small-town Kansas.

Sure, she ain't like the other women I find at the park. But I didn't know that approaching her at first. And I considered it a fortunate surprise.

If I had more time with her, absolutely I would've had some poses for her by her pickup. That is once she got beyond her apparent feelings of "this can't be happening".