Jorge Quinteros has been steadily perfecting his street photography. In a recent post he mentioned that he had reached the point where he felt he could no longer write just about his techniques. He felt he had said all the needed to say on that topic and how he now wants to write about the subject of his photos — getting to know them more intimately. I applaud his efforts and his post started me thinking about my own photography.

I love the journalistic aspect of street photography — I live in the suburbs so “street” means something else here1 — but I always feel weird pointing my camera at strangers on the street. I don’t think I have the confidence for that. I always think the Princeton police will show up to arrest “that creepy black guy with the camera”.

I guess I have to overcome my discomfort in pointing the camera at a person. I’ll start practising on my family first.

  1. Princeton is the nearest town that offers a “downtown” and an opportunity for street photography. Most towns around here have no town centre. 

November 13th, 2011 - 94 years old

I regret I forgot her name. She had an exciting story to tell me after I asked her if I could take her photo. She was born in Jersey City but moved to Asbury Park with her family when she was just two years old. She's now 94 years old. Imagine the stories she could tell!