.....I wondered the streets with my camera at the ready; discretely tucked away, but ready to rise like a cobra at the most minor scent of a victim for my "street photography assignment". time ticks by, I take photographs of minor items, a cat eating a fish head - a seagull appearing to stand on top of someone's head - but nothing noteworthy.....where's a good riot when you want one I asked myself? All of a sudden the most unexpected event happened right above me; with perfect comedy timing as I walk amidst tables in an outdoor cafe, a seagull swoops overhead and deposits a nice load of seabird-poo over my head, shoulder, down the side of my neck and my woolly jumper......marvellous. All attempts at anonymity go out of the window as everyone sniggers as I wipe myself down and skulk into the shadows of Istanbul's narrow lanes once more
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3 comments:
ha, too bad you weren't ready like a cobra to avoid the bird crap.
I wonder if anyonearound you took a cool street photo ofyou covered in shit!
I bet birds never crapped on Cartier-Bresson.
Ha! Poor old Jono.
Maybe you'd have better luck with the street/moment stuff if you thought of them in the wider context of part of an assignment including other types of shots. Maybe not. I started out working exclusively with street stuff, and was amazed to find that other people did it. Maybe that's why I found the brief not too hard. Maybe if I tried to do it as part of a bigger assignment I'd find it impossible. We're all different I guess. Keep on keeping on Jono. You do it very well mate.
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