Recently, I’ve been enraptured by the idea of street photography. There’s just something great about getting out there and trying to capture the essence of the city around you. I think what’s been stopping me is the innate human tendency to dismiss familiar environments as uninteresting, so I hadn’t been shooting much of the style. Once I broke free of that mentality, however, it became a lot easier to spot good photos.
Once, a friend told me that he like to go on half-marathon weekend jogs because that’s the one time of the week that he’s able to let go, be free of everyday stresses and be able to think about other things. Well, I suppose that’s what photography is to me. I realise that with digital cameras it’s really easy to get trigger happy and shoot hundreds of photos and then find the real gems afterwards, but I find it to be quite cathartic to slow down, frame my shot and then wait. And wait.
Take the above photo, for example. I had a very specific shot in mind, so I sat there and waited for the opportunity to arise. I’m not sure how long I waited, but it was quite interesting just to take in the environment, as well as the people around me. I’m not sure if any of this is just me being old-fashioned, but I enjoy it. Looking at the photo now, I probably should’ve used that time to adjust the framing since the lines are slightly off, but oh well. I know that Photoshop can fix that, but I prefer to just chalk it up to another lesson learned.