|What is this butcher thinking as he stands in the audience at the Smithfield Meat Auction?|
I take photos and write. There are similarities between a photographer capturing an image followed by editing it and a writer who seizes a fleeting thought, commits it to script, and rewrites it for effect. While I traveled this past month to London, England, and briefly Europe, I was quite aware that when I was moving, I was constantly framing what I saw. One step too far or a moment too soon before crowds crossed my sightline and I knew that an image would not be what I desired. Some places were simply so evocative – brightly alive or on the other extreme quite melancholy that they were worthy of a picture. Others embodied some element of contemplation, humor, or interesting perspective.
The scope of subject matter for a photographer is infinite and yet limited. Not everything, place, or person is sufficiently interesting at any precise moment to be worthy of recording, and yet all of these subjects might have merit and potential. Writing is similar, except the author is trying to catch thoughts, gather overheard comments, or collect place and character traits for their descriptive value.
I wrote little during my travels, letting my camera record impressions from which I could later assemble my thoughts and recall what I was noticing. (I took pictures at Dachau Concentration Camp and later will write a newspaper column about my sobering observations.) The photos which I chose for this post are the ones among all of the ones that I took that pleased me the most. Like good writing, they hold the viewer a little longer. Most of these are not your typical tourist photos.
|Is he envious or curious?|
|When advertising goes awry...|
|I was trying to capture the feeling of being in the crowd on Primrose Hill on New Year's Eve while we all waited for the London fireworks to begin at midnight. The high contrast of the dark crowd against the bright sky gives the photo tension.|
|Ah, this is another example of timing and place. I took this photo on one of my first days in London. I was riding on the top of a double-decker bus when I looked down and saw this marvelous building reflected in the roof and the windshield of a car.|
|Bike Rack? Antiquities themed? Is this some city planner's joke?|
|I love this photo for its varied textures and the restaurant sign on an obviously empty building, but mostly I love this for the pop of color. It just makes me smile.|
|And for a selfie, how about this one taken in front of a shop window with a neon light documenting my location?|