Unique Streets and Weddings: Part Deux
I was nervous. Eric took the east side of Broadway in Denver and I took the west. It was a different kind of decision than who gets to cover the bride and who gets the groom. For some reason I had that same feeling I did back in college on my first assignment to photograph someone I didn’t know. Unlike weddings, when people are dressed to the nines and happy and expect to be photographed, street photography is about blending in and secretly photographing people when they are unaware to hopefully reveal a larger truth about the scene in which the subject finds itself.
Yeah, I was nervous. I had become good at street photography while working at the newspapers. It seemed I had to capture a feature every other day to fill a hole on the front page. I could spend all day looking for the perfect photo, or, if pressed for time, make it happen in a matter of minutes. Now with no pressure to make make it into the paper with no chance of failure, I was stuck. I forgot my fall-back tricks to getting photos. It took me a while to warm up. It was good to be out in the wild. It was refreshing to not rely on the tricks I had learned over the years. I was simply photographing what happened in front of me. I had a good time making photos that day, even if I secretly coveted Eric’s side of the street.