dazedgonebye
Veteran
On my lunch break, I walked to a nearby park to look for photo opportunities. There was a bit of construction going on so I positioned myself in a good spot and fired off a few of the heavy machinery working in the dirt.
As I was walking past, one of the heavy equipment operators came up to me and started in on a story about how he once had a photo published. He was a big grubby guy with bad teeth and a completely un-groomed beard. In his hard hat and dungarees, next to the mammoth earth moving machine, he would have made a great subject.
Did I snap a picture of him in his work environment? Did I ask him to pose with his gear? Of course not! And why not? Because I’m a big chicken when it comes to shooting people! I’m only comfortable shooing cacti ‘cause cacti have no expectations. Cacti don’t want to see a copy of the picture. Cacti never ask if I’m nuts for choosing some strange angle and looking up at them.
I make myself crazy! :bang:
As I was walking past, one of the heavy equipment operators came up to me and started in on a story about how he once had a photo published. He was a big grubby guy with bad teeth and a completely un-groomed beard. In his hard hat and dungarees, next to the mammoth earth moving machine, he would have made a great subject.
Did I snap a picture of him in his work environment? Did I ask him to pose with his gear? Of course not! And why not? Because I’m a big chicken when it comes to shooting people! I’m only comfortable shooing cacti ‘cause cacti have no expectations. Cacti don’t want to see a copy of the picture. Cacti never ask if I’m nuts for choosing some strange angle and looking up at them.
I make myself crazy! :bang: