From the day
Perspective: The Street Photographer · Sight
Gadzooks, the sunlight hitting the silver-topped cane of a banker today could blind a man, especially with the newsboys shouting about J.P. Morgan fleeing to Italy. I adjust my lens, capturing the sharp silhouette of a woman in a high-collared lace blouse as she pauses by a window display of Rook cards. Above the clatter of horse hooves and the occasional sputtering motor, a nearby gramophone shop bleats out *Shine On, Harvest Moon*; the tune lingers in the crisp March air like the smell of fresh bread. I snap the shutter on a group of men in wool bowlers, their faces etched with the grit of a changing century.