“There’s nowt so queer as folks” goes the quaint saying from northern England. Indeed, encountering passers-by on a street or at an event is like walking into a drama in mid-scene. The characters’ past and their future intentions are shrouded in mystery. All that exists is the split second when the shutter clicks. Their appearance and gesture provoke questions and spin imaginary tales in the viewer’s mind. Freezing characters in time in this phantom script is an absorbing pursuit that is endlessly challenging and fascinating to me.