Thoughts from an old school photographer

Where is street photography today?

There's something about old-school street photography, you know? It wasn't about chasing the most outrageous scene or the cutest animal. It was about capturing real candid moments, the flicker of emotions on faces, the way a hand gesture tells a story. It documented the human condition, the messy, beautiful tapestry of life on the streets.

Don't get me wrong, “giant dogs” at the beach can be fun, and who doesn't love a “rooster with laser focus”? But will those photos resonate years from now? Will they capture the essence of our time, the way a shot of a lone figure silhouetted against a bustling city skyline or a child's laughter echoing down an empty alleyway can?

I guess what I'm saying is, there's a place for quirky and fun, but true street photography, the kind that endures, has a deeper purpose. It holds a mirror up to society, capturing the fleeting moments that weave the fabric of our shared experience.

I am not saying there are not anymore the good street photographers. There are. A lot, too. But they are kept out of those circuits of festivals that contributed to give the idea street photography is a sort of joke.

In the photo above you can see that I can play with reality too, but yet documenting the human condition.

This morning I wanted to tease you a little, maybe even provoke you. What do you think of visual games? Do you think they will last over time? Personally, a joke can make me laugh once, but if you keep telling it I'll stop laughing. And photography is serious.