What are you doing?
Anyone else out there get asked that question?
I’m guessing that it’s got to be the film gear, the waist level viewing, the light meter – whatever- that generates the question. I just realized that I get asked that almost every time I’m shooting. In my head, I’m usually thinking… what do you mean ‘what am I doing?’?? But usually I kindly tell the curious that I’m taking a picture.
On more than several occasions I’ve gotten the same follow up question: ‘but are ya taking movies?’.
While shooting at an arboretum last night, a woman came up to me and said "where are you going to put that?". A bit confused I thought she meant the tripod, but she went on to ask 'no, where are you putting the picture - in a magazine?'
No, I just do this because it makes me happy.
I was taking a photo of a plumbing shop on a back street one morning when one of the employees rushed out and asked what I was doing, when I told him he asked if it was going to be in the paper. I told him no, at which point he looked puzzled and asked "why the hell ya takin it for then" ---- I just smiled and replied "cause it makes me happy to take photos, and keeps me outta the barrooms". His response was "aint nuttin keeps me outta bars 'cept work" . I made a mental note to never use that plumbing company--ever.
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Now that you mention it, I do get lots of questions about what I'm doing.
For the past few weeks I've been going to a marina and setting up the 4x5.
It's located in an Ultra Hood, lots of nice boats and homes.
And it's a mix of " are you taking pictures for Architectural Digest, or a Yacht magazine ?
And then I have to explain that I am only doing because, it's my inexpensive form of therapy.
Unfortunately, it's usually someone that's too old for me to try and infect them with some
photographic enthusiasm. These geezers are really happy with their DigiSnappers.
Or youngsters, It would be nice to take time and explain the process, and show them how the camera works. But I don't want to be the man with the strange camera, talking to kids.
There is an arboretum nearby, I should call to find out if they would allow me to set up the camera and tripod on the premises. Unfortunately after " The Terrorists Attack " I was profiled for being out and about and taking pictures at Port Jefferson Harbor, and Northport. It just got to be really annoying being told that I couldn't take pictures in certain locations. Nothing more frustrating than removing the lensboard to show that there isn't a rocket launcher, or explosive in the bellows. So now I stay away from popular locations. Hopefully some day I will go back to Manhattan, I can image the nonsense that I will encounter.
But if I am not comfortable going out, and taking pictures in my own country :
" The Terrorists Win "
Enjoy The Weekend, And All The Patriotic Activities !!!
From The Long Island Of New York
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I was asked that question a lot when using the RB67, which I had to sell recently. More than one person confused it with a video camera. One local establishment even sent their security guards out to check me out, from a distance. They didn't approach me, as I wasn't on their property, but they took a photo of me with a little digicam while I was working. I guess I'm on file there now.
“For me, the camera is a sketch book, an instrument of intuition and spontaneity.”
― Henri Cartier-Bresson
I get that a lot when shooting people…I just pretend not to "get" what they're saying (I tend to avoid conversations like that).
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I was once asked if I was shooting for the local newspaper. I was using a 4x5 view camera on a large tripod at the time. Apparently, this person had just stepped out of 1920.
What! He did not ask if it was a Hasselblad??
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Nothing beats a great piece of glass!
I leave the digital work for the urologists and proctologists.
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.::Gary Rowan Higgins
One beautiful image is worth
a thousand hours of therapy.
"It is horrifying that we have to fight our own government
to save the environment."
Or what do you do when the other person is a simpleton who has been watching too much tabloid television and has been effected by bad scare journalism?
Today I decided to go for a walk down by a creek not too far from where I live. This creek has houses that basically back onto it (OK, there is probably 20 or 30 metres betwen these houses and the creek proper). For years, the owner of one of these houses has been storing their firewood outside of their property. Its not really a nuisance, as a matter of fact, its a kinda cool pile to take abstract photos of, which I have done a few times before.
Well, I must have been lucky in the past, as I had never been hassled before. Not so today. As I was overlooking the pile, the Man of the house walks outside (open fence, I can see in, they can see out). I yell out "don't Mind me", he replies "you're right".
About 30 seconds later, the lady of the house comes out in a huff. "You can't take pictures here" was her first words, to which I promptly replied "Its not private property " (remember, the pile of wood is stored outside of their property). This was followed up by "Why are you taking pictures of my wood and WHAT BUSINESS IS IT OF YOURS ANYWAY".....
We conversed for the next few minutes. In the end, I determined that she could see no sane reason for anyone to take pictures of firewood and since I was there doing it, I therefore must be a pervert and taking pictures of her back yard.... I managed to convince her that I really couldn't give a damn about her backyard and that I was only looking at the textures of the wood. By the time she walked off, the moment had passed, but hey, I still made sure that I took a picture or two of those stoopid logs.
Today made me realise that people just don't get it and when they don't get it, they cannot fathom why others do get it. This makes them suspicious.
I must make sure I print one of the pictures and drop it in their letter box one day.