For the longest time Todd (again, no one you know) had me believe taking people photos was the worst idea ever. I’d only invite a slap in the mouth for daring to suggest such a thing or have my camera stolen and chucked in the river.
Ignoring all that nonsense I did approach some folks.
Some said no, most said sure.
Nobody died, exploded or caught on fire. It was grand.
So far the worst that’s happened was photo-ing this crew on their way into town for a night on the lash…
(Didn’t take too much encouragement to gave their best Vogue)
… and got photo bombed by this pair
(Asking them to bugger off would just be rude, besides the whole thing was laugh out loud funny. Great craic.)
Not long after overcoming Todds reluctance of taking people photos another character joins the conversation…
Introducing Bosco (*)
Everyone Bosco, Bosco everyone.
Bosco’s a ballix
Not because he’s an overly harsh critic of my photography but he says things like I might get better photos with some new kit, specifically a nice sharp lens. Maybe even one that opens up to f/1.2. You know, just to get that artsy look with the blurred out background.
Nah, you’re all right there Bosco. These look pretty good to me, especially when I lean hard into the idea that image quality isn’t the be all and end all of a ‘good’ photo.
Then Bosco counters with ‘maybe a camera like a Rolleiflex or an RZ67 would make you look more authentic, more professional even’.
Bosco can fek right off.
I’ve got a day job. I’ve no desire to be professional. I’m very happy being amateur.
Sure new kit would be nice but none of these folks had any problem standing in front of the kit I’ve got.
Well, I might stretch to a new roll of film, or several…
So yeah, Boscos a ballix. Ignore Bosco (*)
(*) any resemblance to an actual Bosco living or dead, past, present or future is purely coincidental and entirely unintentional.
