I am a total wuss when it comes to street photography. When I’m in a creative slump, all of my photographer friends say, “Go out and do some street photography, get out of your comfort zone!” at which point I usually refuse to speak to them until they retract their suggestion. I get really touchy when people urge me to shoot the street, because the thought of it strikes the fear of God in me. As a photographer, I connect with people when I photograph them – it is my single most powerful tool of communication. The thought of anonymously photographing someone seems slightly voyeuristic and creepy to me. But, maybe that is one of the allures of street photography. While I do appreciate the medium and enjoy looking at the work of street photographers, it’s just not my cup of tea.
When I took the above shot, I was crouched on the ground, pretending to be a bird photographer. I was like, “Ooooh, look at the pretty pigeons!” when, in reality, I was thinking, “This guy is absolutely fascinating, and he’s playing ‘Dixie’ in the middle of a square in Savannah. I like this guy.” Yes, I stepped into being a total creeper to get this shot! So, while I will never use a telephoto lens to get right in some innocent bystander’s face, I will skulk around and get a shot on the sly here and there.