Photographer's Request for Critique
We stopped in our taxi along the side of the road to give these women a bit of food. Our taxi driver knew we were into photography, so he asked them for us (they only spoke Quechua - the language of the native indians) to stand for a photo. There were three of them and they shuffled into a completely straight line for us - not very photogenic! I took this photo as they were leaving, with the second one now trying to figure out who these weird people (us!) actually were.