Why Street Photography is not documentary by myraincheck, journal
Why Street Photography is not documentary
Street photography is an eye focused on the ordinary, on the every day life.
Its interest is in capturing every day moments and situations that filtered through the sensitivity, vision, personality of the photographer are able to pass emotions and sensations to the viewer.
Moments can be of every kind: ironic, sad, melancholic, surreal, beautiful, wry, tender, poetic, destabilizing, iconic, descriptive. They all show aspects of life.
Sharing with you an interesting article by Evangelo Costadimas.
Why Street Photography is not Documentary Photography
by Evangelo Costadimas
source http://www.streetviewphotography.net/b-spvsdp/
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[ USS Enterprise ]
He knew from the get-go that things were going to go to hell in a hand basket. As soon as the name Olduvai snaked out of Jim's mouth, his blood had been cold with fear. Bones, Leonard, John tried to tell Jim to back off, to be careful, to blast that damned planet out of the heavens, or to let someone else take the goddamn job.
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"Jim, just listen to me
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[ Olduvai ]
If Leonard didn't hate Olduvai before, he sure as hell did now. It was his own personal nightmarish Hell that continued to strip everything from him, even if it was over 200 years since he last set food on the red planet.
It took his parents from him, crushing their bones and burying them alive in red rock. One by one, it took his teammates, his then-family, by monsters, madness, and mutation. It stole his mortality, which in turn took Sam from him. His twin, his other half that he had never existed without. It stole his daughter the same way, then her children, and her children's children.
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"The meaning of what Bones?" He flashes the man his brightest grin, which earns him a snarl and a PADD shoved in his face.
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"You work too hard Bones, thought you'd appreciate the help." The doctor all but threw his hands up in the air with frustration.
"Dammit Jim, I'm the CMO here. It's my job, my