Problems of self projection when shooting street photography.
It isn’t very often you find a old fashioned shop full of character, selling award winning Bacon, Fisherman’s Cough Elixir and Head Splitters, but when I do find one I’m in like a shot because it’s usually full of local characters.
I’m very lucky that my passion is my business, street photography. I shoot all over Europe in many wonderful cities. I’ve just returned from Warsaw, I’ve been there to develop our latest street photography adventure and I thought I would share one of my tips for building confidence when in a strange city, especially if you don’t speak the local language.
Street Photography in The Grand Bazaar – where do you start?
It’s mad, just completely mad. There’s around 4300 stalls inside – purely inside, then about triple that outside and in the surrounding area. It’s impossible to comprehend unless you see it. I asked a few locals and workers inside if they ever got lost – they looked at me like I was stupid, with a resounding “of course we do!”.
Hagia Sophia, The Blue Mosque, Two of the most iconic buildings in Istanbul also resonate worldwide as two of the most prominent and respected places of worship and architecture. Through their histories and reinvention, they have represented such opposite sentiment, yet lie only about 100 yards apart, like estranged sisters.
Eyüp is technically a district in Istanbul that stretches from the Golden Horn to the shore of the Black Sea, but within the district is the neighbourhood of the same name, a central location where communities of Muslim people live, and where Keith and Pat visited recently, and will be incorporating into the upcoming Istanbul Street Photography Course in October.
When it comes to street photography I try not to travel anywhere with a pre-conceived idea of my destination. I also tend not to do any research in advance – Pat does all that – I want to arrive as a blank canvas, and immerse myself immediately. This doesn’t stop imagination and wonder however – I thought of narrow streets in an Egyptian style with quietness over it. Istanbul was none of these.
Words by Kim West..
I’ve talked at length with Keith about his Street Photography style – his ethos, his way of working, his way of approaching Joe Bloggs – but I’ve not seen it in action – until today. I’ve also never seen a photographer chase a Filipino in Elvis sunglasses before, but there’s a first time for everything. Oh, and please don’t think Keith chases people down the street – he really doesn’t, but sometimes an opportunity is too good to miss.
Words by Kim West..
By the afternoon, we were well into our flow and images were finding us as quickly as we were finding them – and what better place to discover the true culture of the Northern Quarter than Affleck’s Palace. I can describe it only as an eclectic cave of an alternative department store; a place for smaller businesses to rent a space to exhibit or sell or create. Fantasy mixes with fashion, expressive teenagers and tattooed bear-like men rub shoulders with old ladies, young children and everyone in between. I even saw a guy who could pass for Johnny Depp. There was a definite retro feel to the place, you wouldn’t struggle to find anything from a 1950’s fur coat to an Eighties boom-box.