Photo by myself on the subway platform at 59th Street, Columbus Circle.
A singer crooned for a captive audience on the downtown platform. These days, musicians perform in subway stations, on platforms and in the trains themselves.
Readers have asked me whether I've encountered conflict when taking candid shots.
Well no. Not yet.
The benefit of living in New York is that you can always pretend to be a tourist, which is precisely what I plan to do if the occasion arises.
There have been times when, taking a photo of people ten or fifteen feet away, I see a glimmer of recognition. Someone will look at me directly, and they are thinking, 'Oh dear, she is catching me on film'.
About half the time people look apologetic, thinking that I wouldn't want them in my viewfinder. Most of the time, people look down and hurry away. Very seldom do I get an angry look, which I find surprising.
It was remarkable to listen to Max Weber speak a couple years ago, at a New York photoblogger event. For the last few decades, he's shot gorgeous, striking black and white photos of New York.
Weber confessed that as a 6 foot-plus man sticking his camera in peoples' faces, he encounters a lot of aggression on the streets.
Perhaps it's safer to be a 5'-3" woman?
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