I periodically blog about my experiments with street photography or what I’m now going to call ‘urban photography’ because I don’t really see seeing myself being a street photographer any more. I don’t think I’m sharp enough to make the kind of images I’d like to see.
These days I’m often nowhere near people in my daily journey at least not in the traditional ‘Street Photography’ sense of a large sprawling city full of people.
On the rare occasions I do find myself on the street its always the same places because it’s part of my route either to work or my daughter’s nursery. This is making for pretty repetitious images which I’m starting to hate making.
What I have been trying to do with the few trips I have made with my cameras is get comfortable with:
a) getting closer, and
b) composing on the fly.
I say that every time I post about my meger attempts at street photography because they are the two most difficult things for me to do. Point ‘b’ is the hardest by infinity because that requires an instant (or less) to make an interesting image. Point ‘a’ is also difficult, getting over the fear of detection by your temporary models and not liking it.
A week or so ago when most of the images here were made I had two incidents where people weren’t happy with me taking their photo. Both parties reacted very differently.
The first incident was with a young man about 19 or so who I thought could make a good portrait while waiting for a bus. I lifted my camera he turned and said “no I don’t like it”. I hadn’t actually taken the photo so I reassured him I didn’t take it and although he wasn’t happy he wasn’t angry and didn’t make a fuss and we both got on the same bus. No problem.
I can totally understand where he’s coming from, if I had taken the photo I’d happily delete the image if it was a digital camera but there was no way I’d remove my roll of film.
I’d simply make sure that negative was never printed or scanned for publication online or elsewhere (like it would).
More in Part 2 ….