The sun is setting at 4:30, there’s snow on the ground and my vitamin D intake is through the roof. Winter can suck for photos, and while I’m dreading the grey masses of crusty snow we’ll have by February, I’m working on staying motivated through photo projects.
For me, that’s meant working on street photography. Whether it’s going on a photo walk or stumbling across a scene on my way to class, I like catching moments – someone reflected in a window, running to catch a bus, or just on a smoke break.
I like that the photos document Fredericton in a way it’s not usually seen. Instead of ultra-colorful sunsets from the bridge, I like capturing the movement of people through places, the art in everyday things.
Never mind the fact that it’s easy to feel self-conscious doing it. Walking down the street and pointing a camera at total strangers can feel a little bit creepy, let’s be honest. But besides the fact that it’s one of the oldest forms of photography, street photography is crucial to a city’s identity.
More than a skyline, a pretty sunset or a perfectly lit stock photo, Fredericton is the people that live here. Dancers, bikers, runners or just grocery shoppers, everyone is part of the city’s identity.
While it’s borderline impossible to document every single one, street photography gets us closer to understanding the culture of cities and neighborhoods than pretty sunsets ever will.