I wish I had the ...nerve... -- for lack of a better term -- to do (quasi) street photography. I'm just too self-conscious. In fact, I kind of cringe when a stranger speaks to me while I'm shooting. I'm not misanthropic, I just find it awkward. However, as you've probably noticed once I get to know someone (virtually or personally) I tend to never shut up.
Behind the camera, I guess I feel like I have to somehow implicitly 'justify' what I'm doing so that folks won't even take a second notice.
Mmm. I can relate to that. I'm a bit of an introvert in some ways, and definitely feel awkward in some situations. Mild social anxiety covers it I think. Asking anyone if I can photograph them is always a challenge. (so I don't do portraits!).
I'm finding that the key is to convince myself that: A I'm doing a job, B I'm allowed to, and C, I don't care what anyone else thinks!
That sounds a bit weird... an example might help.
Picture yourself getting out of your car, and walking down a busy street. You stop at the entrance to a supermarket, open your bag, pull out some tools and start dismantling the sliding doors!
Seems to be just asking for trouble right?
But if you were a door technician, a tradesperson (or tradie as we say) who'd been called to put the door right (it had been misbehaving!) you would do exactly the same thing and no-one would bat an eyelid, least of all the tradie. They generally don't give a * in my experience.
Of course, that has the advantage of a van with the business name on it, and probably a high-vis vest, but I do believe that a good chunk of it is just to do with attitude and mindset.
Anyway... bit of a lame example tbh, but it expresses my thoughts to some extent.
I had an interesting experience when I was at the Bathurst 1000 Supercars race. I hold media accreditation with the national motorsport body. but that doesn't count for much with this event - you need a special pass (hard to get).
A friend had given me a spare (normal) ticket to the event, which was actually why I was there. She agreed to meet me just outside the main entrance and give me my ticket (I wasn't able to collect it before the event for a couple of unrelated reasons) and sent me a Google Maps pin to meet at.
Anyway, when I arrived at the event I donned my usual 'MEDIA' vest and made a beeline for the meeting point. I stumped along happily, nodded cheerfully at a security guard, who smiled back as I passed - two chunky DSLRs swinging from my shoulders - and presently arrived at the exact location.
I waited for some time... and presently got a call from my friend who asked if I was here yet... I said "I've been here 20 minutes!" Cue confused sounds from both parties... Anyway, turned out I was 20m
inside the main gates, just round the corner, and she was outside - with my ticket!
I guess the moral is that if you think you're supposed to be there, others will think that too. Sometimes.
Don't tell anyone, but encouraged by this accidental incident I actually bluffed my way past a couple of "VIP and official media only" checkpoints with nothing more than a preoccupied air and a nod as I hurried past...
I try to apply the same kind of thinking to my street-ish photography - I'm doing my job documenting something. End of story.
Having said all that... country Aussie towns are fairly laid back and crime is fairly low, at least round here. I'm sure that helps a lot.
There you go... a lot of paragraphs trying to express a simple concept. Good thing I'm not a writer...