I love discussing photography in various forums on the web. It is such a wonderful opportunity to learn, although som of the discussions can tend to get heated. I try to phrase my comment so that it comes across as a personal opinion and not as I own any truth. I feel I learn the most from when people don’t see in my image what I felt I saw. Perhaps there was something outside the frame that I didn’t capture, and thus cannot contribute in telling my story.
One of the subjects that keep coming up is whether an image qualifies as “street photography”.
I have two ways of looking at it. I either look at street photography as a process. When I walk around a city looking for moments I am performing street photography.
The other angle is that – okay – I am on the street but I also capture travel images, architecture, portraits and still life.
What makes a photograph stand out as “street” to me is when there is an ironic moment of some kind. I worked around this man trying to find a twist. And to me the image I was working on changed from “travel” to “street” when he was looking down on a bookshelf, and I found an angle that made his head disappear.