I met Carmine today, but only because of what happened a week ago.
Let me explain.
I had stood in front of this church last weekend debating whether I should enter, but decided against it for fear of intruding and being chased away. When I returned home I looked up St. Andrew’s online and saw how lovely it was inside, so of course regretted my decision.
Today I found myself there again, and this time I noticed a sign by the front steps advertising a free concert. Well that gave me all the reason I needed to enter. I was happy I did. When I stepped inside, I saw this tranquil scene of a man playing acoustic guitar, alone, at the front of the church. He was preparing for his concert. The sound was simply beautiful. Without really thinking, I walked down the main aisle toward him, closing the distance between us. I got within a few steps before he stopped playing; he looked up, quizzically, at which point I awkwardly said “Hi, would it be okay for me to take your portrait?”. He said yes, and the result is here.
Thanks Carmine.
—Peter.





The charm of life’s little moments. It takes a scene, a bit of reality, but it takes an observer to invest attention. Excellent.
I see what you did there, Jose! Life’s Little Moments indeed. And a little courage I’ve been lacking recently. Thank you dear friend.
Indeed, my friend. It helps to watch stars and nebulae on a regular basis. A warm hug.