Recently my partner and I drove across the country from Massachusetts to our new home on the West Coast — Seattle. Along the way, we found ourselves in places we never thought we’d step foot in. Chicago was an amazing city that felt so cosmopolitan. It’s like a warmer, more spacious version of New York… with a much nicer coast. And the pizza… Okay, so they aren’t that similar.
But one similarity came in how I photographed this city — from the hip. Shooting candid shots of passersby is one of my favorite things, especially when you’re in an environment where people are dressing to be seen. Check out these classic and sometimes quirky views of the “Windy City.”
Still unsure what I’m going to end up doing with these, but they’re still very inspiring.
The Vietnamese woman was a true joy. At first I thought she was misunderstanding my request to take her photo. She kept saying that there were beautiful flowers near Clark. I said, “Yes, but I like photographing people. May I take your picture?” She insisted that I walk with her to the flowers. We got to Crystal Park.
On the way we chatted. She’s lived in Worcester for 15 years. She’s from Vietnam. She doesn’t like Vietnamese people because they’re hard to talk to… and you have to be careful who you talk to on the street. (I guess I didn’t give her any bad vibes.) She was wearing a sedge hat and asked me why Americans like them so much. I said that I didn’t know. She offered to make me egg rolls next time I see her. I gave her my number and told her I’d give her a print of the photo soon.
She was very methodical in planning out the photo once we reached the park and insisted that I take a few. If one in 20 people I meet turns out like this, this project will be a thrill.
It’s funny how little we think about all the faces we encounter in a day. After years of being in a densely populated area, we become numb to it all. I don’t look people in the face anymore. I hardly notice them usually. I’ve got headphones on, and I’ve been trained to avoid potential conflict by keeping to myself. Thanks, society. One passive aggressive way I’m getting back in touch with those hundred of passersby I see – candid shots from the hip with my super wide angle lens. Just from these few that I shot in Boston this past weekend, I’ve gotten so much. Each person I saw that day was so full of character that I’m starting to notice again. The world is a beautiful place.
The old married couple. They were cold, tall, and looked oddly similar to one another. She clutched her purse. The hipster/punks. They were trying way too hard, turning themselves into a spectacle for all the wrong reasons. The Asian woman with her (I’m assuming) daughter. With the American flags on the side and their somber expressions, I think this was one of my favorite shots of the day. The filmesque sauntering group. Oh, the plot I could develop about this group. They were pretty awesome looking.