From the day
Perspective: The Street Photographer · Tactile
The humid September air clings to the wool waistcoats of the mailmen brawling on the curb, their fingers stained with ink and accusation as they tear at stiff linen collars. I adjust the heavy brass dial of my bellows camera, my thumb grazing the rough grain of a "Land's Lord" board game tucked under a newsie’s arm. It’s a bally shame to see such graft in the streets when a man can barely scrape together $0.05 for a crust of sourdough. I ignore the shouting and focus on the light catching the grease on their caps, capturing the grit of a city where trust is as thin as a worn nickel.