A portrait of someone I happened upon while walking a trail. He was sitting with his girlfriend smoking a cig by a creek. His name was Mitch and he was a former neo-Nazi and recovering crack-cocaine addict. He still believed in in some kind of Wotanism or something but no longer was a racist.

When I took his photo, his girlfriend suggested that he smile, but I insisted that he should wear whatever expression he was feeling.

I would like to photograph people more... I think they are the most interesting subjects. I never get to shoot them because I never interact with them.

Wherever you are Mitch, I hope you're doing well.