There’s nothing new under the sun with street photography.
There are things.
There are people.
There are people.
And there are things.
There are people and there are things.
There’s no end to looking.
Camera: Olympus XA 3
Film: Kodak UltraMax 400
A Thinking Street Photography Site
We can’t help but tell stories.
There’s a story to be told here about directions, linearity and tension.
And here about the value we give to things.
Here, we see possibilities…
And here, we read.
Is this an image of ourselves, caught living in our own fish tanks?
Is this where we go in the end?
Or is there someone upstairs, waiting for us?
I was just looking through a few images taken on an evening at Fa Yuen Street and on an afternoon in the vicinity of Shamshuipo.
There is that contrast that plays with visibility and lack thereof.
We see people emerging from darkness.
We see hands and appetites but not always faces.
We are reduced to silhouettes of ourselves.
What defines and frames our activities are appetites and things…
Our appetites and things have become substitutes for our selves … that is how a city becomes a kind of phantasmagoria….