I take pictures of people I don’t know.
Sometimes they smile, sometimes they frown. I can try to make educated guesses but in truth I never really know how they are going to respond.
I have been prowling streets for only slightly more than half a year now, but have accumulated some encounters you may find interesting.
The above is from the Foreword to a photo-essay, “If Looks Could Kill: When Strangers Notice You Taking Their Picture.” Click on the title if you wish to read the 26 page pdf.
The kid on the left just picked a wad of something up off the street and threw it at me. He looks a bit unstable and his hackles are still raised for no reason I can detect. It was unprovoked aggression because my camera was unobtrusively cradled in my hand down behind my right leg but I immediately shouldered it and fired off a sustained ‘mad minute’ burst on full-automatic. His two companions are exhibiting mock outrage.
Notice (below) in window reflection intrepid photog instinctively firing off a one-handed shot.
🙂 🙂 🙂
The caption to his tattoo of a jail cell (hover your mouse to enlarge image) indicates the guy on the right has done some ‘Hard Time.’ The cherubic kid on the left may be his ‘bubba’ but I didn’t stick around long enough to find out. 🙂