This isn’t the tourists’ French Quarter. It’s where the residents live. It looks a little more beat up than it is. I’m willing to bet that inside those ancient walls are some pretty nice digs, especially since this place is located in a more residential area of the Quarter. That’s one version of hiding in plain sight. That’s kind of what I do with cars. I never leave anything in them. My thinking is pretty simple. If you don’t see it, you don’t want to steal it.
Instead of pictures, maybe that’s what I should talk about today.
Survival on the street.
First, let’s just say that I don’t photograph wars. But, by all accounting New Orleans is the 17th most dangerous city in the world. And, I go to some pretty sporty places.
I’m pretty sure that every photographer has his or her tricks when they are on the streets. Mine are pretty simple. Keep moving. Don’t draw attention to myself. And, don’t dress in photographer clothes. There’s also this thing about situation awareness. But, that can’t be taught. You either have it or you don’t.
I get asked sometimes if I use a tripod. I don’t. Usually. It’s not because I don’t think I could make super sharp pictures if I used one. I could. It would change my style, but that’s not it. It’s because I think that makes me too immobile and puts a target on my back. Same with flashes. I can under light just about everything and make it look natural. But, that draws attention to me. And, photo clothes. Hmmmm… I hate to say this, but I think they are just plain dorky and draw too much attention. Photo vests are the worst. And, no flashy stuff. Sheesh, I even change watches when I’m getting ready to work.
One more thing. I don’t carry much in my pockets. Just in case.
Any of that help?