From the day
Perspective: The Street Photographer · Sound
The heavy scent of gasoline and horse manure hangs thick over Broadway as the roar of these new motorcars drowns out the flower girls. I adjust my tripod, dodging a frantic newsboy shouting about that "autoist" Albro’s thousand-dollar fine while a nearby gramophone scratchily brasses out *Shine On, Harvest Moon*. A dapper gentleman in a starched collar buttons his wool coat against the spring breeze, looking as fit as a fiddle for his portrait amidst the chaos of clacking carriage wheels. I wait for the silver light to hit the pavement just right, capturing the grit of a city that's moving too fast for its own good.