The following street shots are from my most recent photo walks.
Processing images in Photoshop is seriously dull. I’m literally after the final result, but no camera will read your mind to reproduce those inky blacks we all love monochrome photos to be drenched in.
In addition to the above, the composition is paramount. The scene. If there’s a blown highlight that doesn’t distract or litter, well that’s what I saw. Real life. I don’t move or remove stuff.
And that’s just it. Street photography, to me, is a collection of life moments that have collided with my lens.
This image below then. I spotted the arrows and thought, “That’s like a travelator!” and I waited for people to walk past. click. click. Hmm, not working. At which point I thought a composite would be an excellent expression!
Is it still ‘Street Photography’?
It all happened. Four frames, composited in Photoshop. Real Life… compressed.
I like it.
With the ban in full force, smokers standing idly by are everywhere. It’s just a matter of finding them loitering in a decent scene. And, to be fair, I didn’t realise I was collecting them until someone pointed this out to me.
It is a terrible habit, but these pariahs mean I always come home with at least one shot!
I don’t usually do the Cartier-Bresson trick where you find the scene and wait for the foreground. Not quite a wasted 20 minute wait 😉
I quite often make a bee line for Soho hoping to find creative types, the weirdly dressed, eclectics and loonies. Invariably, I glimpse Chinatown and am drawn in. From there it’s just a matter of time before I walk through Leicester Square and round to Covent Garden.
Usually the street performers retain the attention of only a few procrastinators, but this guy was working hard to win the crowd.
I have no idea how this ended; I don’t need a finale, just a good shot.