From the day
Perspective: The Street Photographer · Sight
The humidity of this August afternoon clings to the starch of every high collar, turning the Bowery into a blurred sepia mess of sweat and wool. I catch a newsie in my viewfinder, his silhouette sharp against a wall of screaming headlines about the Carnegie steel strike, his dirty fingers gripping a worn copy of Land's Lord. He thinks he’s such a sharp-eyed tycoon, obsessing over those tiny cardboard properties while the rest of the world goes to rot. Some lucky chump in a silk hat nearly trips over him, but I just click the shutter, capturing the glint of the sun off a passing trolley.