Bears are hibernating, wolves prefer this time of year to frolic in deep snow, and the Pacific Ocean is a 10-day drive back to the other coast.
What to do, then, when your favorite photo ops dry up?
Why, learn a new skill. And toward that end I’m going to try to teach myself a new genre: street photography.
What, pray tell, is street photography?
“Street photography is photography that features the human condition within public places and does not necessitate the presence of a street or even the urban environment. The subject of the photograph might be absent of people and can be an object or environment where the image projects a decidedly human character in facsimile or aesthetic.”
Here is my inaugural street image – actually taken some time ago but with ‘poetic license’ I am going to count it as my first foray into the genre.
More hopefully to follow. I will try to post these kind of images on a regular basis but don’t expect miracles.
I’m a slow learner, for one thing, and (2) at my age I haven’t enough time left to approach the status of a Winogrand, Friedlander or Meyerowitz, much less the rarefied realm of those great pioneers of photography – Eugène Atget, Brassai, André Kertéz, Jacques Henri Lartigue, Henri Cartier-Bresson, Walker Evans or Robert Frank.
🙂 🙂 🙂