From the day
Perspective: The Street Photographer · Tactile
I steady my camera as a dame in a drop-waisted silk dress pauses to adjust her cloche hat, her fingers grazing the stiff brim. Beside her, a young boy clings to a brand-new Raggedy Andy, the rough cotton limbs of the doll catching on the girl's beaded sleeves. I’ve got a nasty scrape on my thumb from my tripod, but this fresh Band-Aid holds tight while I wait for the light. I’d rather face this cold wind than have a heavy hair dryer blowing on me, or worse, get caught in a crowd where some goon might try to bump off a rival just for a headline. I can hear the crackle of a KDKA broadcast through an open window, the tinny music drifting over the cobblestones.