7 hours ago
As i wandered the streets of Freetown with my big camera strapped onto my #easyrig capturing the hectic street scenes, no one batted an eyelid or said anything. Yet lo and behold i take out my stills camera. Locals would shake their hands, scream, run away and hide rather than have their pic taken , making street photography rather difficult. Last time i’d encountered that was in Mali many years ago. They certainly value their privacy and had an in redible understanding of image rights(!). Tbh, i’d be exactly the same if someone stuck a camera in my face, so i do understand the aggressive behaviour. I suppose the old romantic in me is thirsty for surreptitiously capturing special day to day moments that you wouldn’t see anywhere else, the incredible cultural expressions and majestic faces in these far flung places, yet i don’t take into consideration the affect i have on them by doing so. The image becomes more important. There are times i ask permission and most other times it’s instantaneous and you can’t stop and ask, otherwise a) you’ll ruin the moment and b)t hey become self conscious. What’s everyone else’s take on this? And how do you deal with it? Would love to know how someone like Martin Parr or Don McCullin approach their subjects/stories.