The Shutter Games of 2013 marked my transition to the crazy world of street photography.
During a break from the photo competition, I sat on a banquet with photographers from all over the Metro among which is this Max Von Sydow-looking figure who ran the conversation with subjects like Robert Frank, Cartier-Bresson, Friedlander, Maier, and so on. Every piece very foreign to me.
I googled and discovered the works of these Masters. They were simply mind-blowing. Their oeuvres must be the force behind photography’s rise to art form.
From then on I would be seeing myself and more of the “Max von Sydow” and his circle of sorts — on the streets of Manila.
Now as I go over my photo chest, I pondered at a collection of snapshots which bespeak of what was once my cup of tea prior to succumbing to street photography.
The stuff street photography disarmed me of:
Travel photography. I used to packed this blogsite with snapshots of events, and places I have been. In fact, Malate was purposely created as a travelogue. Until I found delight in looking at things differently, street-level-wise.
People photography. In Beijing, I must have made hundreds of shots of strangers on the street. Asking people for a portrait is a tough task. But I believe this is (in my humble opinion) nowhere near a 24-carat-street photography. SP showed me the beauty of capturing people in their most candid moments.
Landscape shots. Natural sceneries are marvelous. But I look more on the trees rather than on the forest now.
Cityscape. Spectacular and no thrill. On the ground is where the friction is.
Sunset. I could be holding the biggest collection of sunsets in this strip of Roxas Boulevard. I could not escape the enchanting view from the office window. But then, the stockpiling ended three years ago.
The joy of shooting sunsets turned to routine; routine turned to flatness; flatness turned to boredom.
Street photography taught me the importance of each press on the shutter button.
Street photography is probably the ultimate challenge to a photographer’s creativity, patience, and philosophy. I look at the wide brands of photography — from A to Z — and find nothing that would strip me of this genre.
Although I am still captivated by everything I used to focus my lens on, they are no longer what I wanted hanging on my wall now.