Street photography has taught me a lot about photography – proper exposure, composition, seeing things differently, and anticipation. I am certainly not the best photographer, nor do I pretend to be, but I take my art very seriously and go about it honestly. My success with this blog is minimal, but for me it has been monumental, and I think that whatever degree of success I have reached has been a result of that honesty.
I’m in my thirties, but I think I’ve learned a lot in life. You see, I once played in a rock band in Toronto during a time when the city was going through a bit of a musical revival. We began as four high school friends who came together again in our twenties to have fun and play some music. At first it was just fun and honest, but we began to get a bit of a following. Our popularity grew, and more and more opportunities began to open up. We played with a big UK band called Editors, and then again a few weeks later with The Killers.
But, when external influences began to creep into our little small town music-playing bubble, things started to unravel. I had a pretty major falling out with my best friend (we’ve since matured and moved past it), and the band continued on for a while but to no avail.
I think I’m writing this post as a little reminder for me to keep it honest and genuine. I have no idea how my photography stacks up against other street photographers, or Canadian, Toronto, or Ottawa photographers, but I’m not sure I care, because I enjoy it. The one constant bit of praise I’m truly proud of with this little endeavour is that I’ve hear on many occasions that I am very approachable and engaging. I love talking to, and learning about my fellow bloggers, and I think we learn a lot from each other. Isn’t that the whole point of blogging? Many of you comment regularly on my posts, and I can’t tell you how much I appreciate the interaction. I try to do the same with many of you, but when life steps in the way it is sometimes difficult… so please excuse my lack of friendliness as I settle into my new home and city.
The image above is anything but spectacular, but it’s one that I love. I was walking along the street one day, and in a split second, I saw this baker rush to the open window to greet what I presume was her pooch who was out for a walk with someone. I’m not even sure that I had the time to raise the camera to my eye before clicking the shutter, but I’m proud of the image because it’s a testament to my preparedness and having the right settings. I also like the organic nature of the interaction between the girl and her dog, and the out of focus passer-by in the foreground looking on the scene. I think he helps direct the viewer to the subject.
I hope you all have an excellent Wednesday, and I promise to post photos from Ottawa very soon.