I've been asked many times what kind of photography I do, and it was difficult to describe it until terms like "urban dereliction," "urban decay" and "urban landscape" came into currency. Photographers like me are interested in what happens on the street itself, when there are no people around, and what we find there. One dereliction photographer pointed out that what is fascinating to us is the traces left behind by people -- buildings, found art, abandoned items and so forth - which creates the urban landscape. This ornate trash can on Tucson's bohemian Fourth Avenue is one example.Street photography, on the other hand, is something different, focusing on the candid capture of street life and the movement of people. And in our litigation happy society, when people are finding inconvenient images of themselves all over the Internet, the person with the camera becomes a threat and the shot is something to be feared. Stifles creativity just a tad, I'd say. So maybe street photography as it's been traditionally known really is dead, or at least moribund, and street photographs have lost the impact that they once had. Related types of photography like the photoessay or photojournalistic work do seem to be flourishing though. Maybe it has to do with that blending of narrative and image.
Anyway, although I've always counted the great street photographers to be my main inspiration, I'll stick with photographing that gutted couch I saw in the alley the other day. I don't think it's too concerned about signing a release.
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