The one comment that people always make, when I tell them I’m a street photographer, is, “I don’t think I could ever work up the nerve to photograph people like that.” Often, that statement is followed up with, “Don’t they ever get mad at you?” Since I first started taking candid photos in the street…
In our attempts to advocate for color street photography, I’ve decided to scour Google the Earth for color photos I can find the best color photography available. I ran across this one by Indian photographer Swapnil Jedhe, from 2013. It’s a very clever shot, with the man’s appearing to emerge from the wall, his t-shirt…
There’s something pure about mainstream jazz in combination with street photography. Back before I began going on shoots with my wife, I used to wait until I was in a dark shitty mood, load up with a couple of Nikons, plug jazz into my ears, and go on a shooting spree. My favorite shooting opus…
After my recent “discovery” of Ashley Stevenson, I’ve been thinking a lot about Ed Sheeran’s song “The A Team.” Coincidentally, which is to say, in the Universe’s divine, randomized, perfect organization, I’ve also been mounting my life’s portfolio of street photography and encountered the photo, shown below, of a young woman who was seemingly living…
Helen Levitt’s 1970s color photos resonate with a distinctive color palette, full of blue, turquoise, green and red hues. Her shots are of people, alive in their environment, rich in the structure of “ordinariness,” and not simply adornments found in a grey-hued urban landscape. Like Joel Meyerwitz, Levitt waits for those normal gestures that mark…
We haven’t been posting this week, due to life and the relatively few people who interact with us here, but we have been active on our Twitter account, for those of you with bird brains like me. As a further cheat, I’m going to do something I rarely do, and include a post that I…
For this week’s Friday Fix Your Sh*t post, I thought I’d try something a little different. Partly it’s due to wanting to break things up, but mostly because we’ve had a lot going on today and I haven’t had time to find the right photo. So instead, I thought I’d start with one of my…
“Come and listen to my story about a man named Steve (McCurry) poor (world-traveling, cover-page-earning, National Geographic) picture-taker with some photos up his sleeve. And then one day he was shootin’ at some fool, when down from the sky came that editing tool. Photoshop that is, red line crossed, big festuche*.” So, stop me if…
This following piece has been inspired by many a discussion with Bill on the subject of photography and all the idiosyncrasies that occur repeatedly it seems, as a result of those trying to define the pursuit of photography. My reasons for writing this particular piece are two-fold: I am deeply passionate about photography. I’m fortunate enough…
It’s Friday, so M and I want to advocate, once again, for being professional with your photography and editing it. In order to be more forceful and consistent in our advocacy, we’ve started a new event we’re calling the Friday Fix Your Shit post (#FixYourShizz) on Twitter. Now we know there are purists among you…
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