There’s always an interesting scene to capture on the street so it always pays off to have a camera with you. In this case the neighborhood’s patriarchs were having a good ol’ time playing dominoes, as usual.
Later that week I hang out the whole afternoon at the “Amigos de Fangio” club, the place to be if you like classical motorcycles and cars.
Walking around Obispo Boulevard you can notice how tourists and (a little bit off their heads) locals collides on atypical encounters. A warm greeting followed by a petition for a small economical help in this case.
Magical golden light bathing 42th street early in the morning. One of the fewest things I miss of waking early to go to work at the office.
And on the way back home, walking down the same street, there are some views worth preserving. I guess striped-from-waist-up guy wasn’t that thrill of being photographed.
San Lazaro Boulevard is a nice place to do street photography. There are always so many things going on at the same time. Life unravelling in front of your eyes, and viewfinder! ;)
Sometimes, if you look and look and look carefully enough, you can spot marvelous moments like this one.
But always remember to check your backgrounds! Anyways, maybe the girl on the black flamenco dress would drop her expontaneous pose if I waited for the two guys on the background to clear the frame. Or maybe the old guy and the second plane would have changed his expression. There are no excuses in the end.
I really can’t remember what the discussion was about, but I remember it stayed only on street level lenguage.
It’s funny how a simple photograph can mean nothing to many people and so much for a few. It’s the magical aspect of photography, where we can capture an important moment in time, add our subjetivity, and been able to preserve it in time. Never again the same light will flood this bedroom the same way, neither will I never again feel the way I felt when I press the shutter that moment.