From the day
Perspective: The Street Photographer · Tactile
The damp cobblestones catch a dull glint from the morning sun as I adjust my viewfinder, framing a group of schoolboys huddled over a fresh box of Crayola crayons. Blimey, the vibrant waxy smell of those sticks is thick in the air, a sharp contrast to the rough wool of the boys' knickerbockers and the gritty soot clinging to the brickwork. A newsboy nearby whistles "Ida, Sweet as Apple Cider" as he hawks papers about the railroad race across the frontier. I feel the heavy brass of my camera under my palms, cold and certain, capturing the stiff linen collars and the fraying caps of a city that never stops moving.