From the day
Perspective: The Street Photographer · Sound
The click of my shutter snaps over the frantic humming of "Whispering" from a nearby storefront, capturing a dame in a beaded silk shift and a cloche hat that looks absolutely hotsy-totsy against the grey slush. I side-step a newsboy shouting that Palmer finally declared those "Dry" officers have the authority to suppress any resistance to the law over in Michigan, his voice nearly drowned out by the metallic grinding of a passing Ford. I adjust my lens as the sharp smell of exhaust mixes with the yeasty scent of an eleven-cent loaf, focusing on a gentleman in a heavy wool coat who’s too busy scowling at the headlines to notice his t-strap heels-clad companion. The city is a loud, vibrating clutter of bobbed hair and the new mechanical whir of progress.