Last week I accompanied my daughter's class on a field trip that included taking the MetroLink train. As the train approached I pulled my D-Lux 4 out of my pocket and took a theme picture of the kids standing on the station platform with the train approaching in the background. Next thing I know, I have a station officer in my face telling me that pictures of the train or near the train are completely disallowed and that I WILL put the camera away. I hesitated and almost asked for his authority on that point but as I was with the class, teachers, and other parents I let it slide and put the camera away. Grumble. And this is not NY or London, this is the %^@$ MetroLink station in San Bernardino, California.
So this evening I stopped by the local Farmer's Market night to see the sights and do a little street photography with the M6 TTL. All was great - pics of the band and some interesting merchants and characters. My very last shot of the night was a throw-away of a lady food worker cleaning her grill as the booth was being packed up. Just as I'm bringing the camera down from my face, I hear a snippy/craggly sounding woman 45 degrees off my right side, at an adjacent booth, ask someone near her in a desperate voice "That guy took a picture! What's he doing with a camera?!? Someone ask him! Get him!!" Because I did not take a picture of her, did not even have eye contact, and this had nothing to do with her, I simply put the camera down to my side and walked on my way. The night was over anyway, so I walked the block down, block over, and another block down to where my car was parked. As I'm turning the key and putting it in drive, I see a guy in my mirror run up behind my car, whip out a cell phone, and take a picture of my license plate as evidenced by the flash coming from his cell. As I was deciding wether to get out of the car to put the guy at ease, he runs away back down the dark street. So I pulled away and drove home.
We've come to the point where people are so paranoid and uptight that any public photography, even at an advertised public event or a public transit station, sends people into a frantic tizzy. I'm very conservative in the scheme of street photography. I don't take pics of kids, officers, or lovers. And yet in two weeks I've had two incidents. HCB should be turning in his grave.
Sigh.
Dean