From the day
Perspective: The Street Photographer · Sight
The slush on the sidewalk seeps into my blown-out Doc Martens while I frame a shot of a kid in a thermal knit shirt, his silhouette looking completely unkempt against the flickering neon of the corner deli. He’s huddled over a glossy flyer for that new Super Nintendo, eyes wide with a craving that makes even the grittiest street corner look like a palace of high-tech dreams. I lower my Leica as a guy in a pristine, un-scuffed flannel walks by, looking like some corporate poser trying too hard to capture the local gloom. Behind him, a newsstand headline blares about those troubled tryouts, but I’m more interested in the way the winter light gray-scales the ripped denim of the real slackers leaning against the brick.