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(My) Photo of the day



I've gone with another evening photo, this time of the traffic as I was walking up Davey Street on Tuesday evening. I am sort of annoyed that I've gone with this one, as I had another thing in mind today, but didn't take the shot.

You know that it is a sad state of affairs when you see what could be a great photo of a bunch of little kids mucking around in the park, but stop yourself because you're worried that someone will 'get the wrong idea'. The world really is stupid sometimes.

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Dan said…
Love this pic! Night photography, or dusk in this case, produces some wonderful shots. I need to get out and try this.

I agree on the taking pictures of kids in the park thing. We have had a couple of instances around here where parents have confronted photographers shooting at soccer games. In every case it has been someone planning on providing pics to local newspapers or magazines. Too bad the world has gotten to be a place where I understand the parents concern!

Thanks for visiting my blog. As to your question, it is an office building. The spaced will be leased out so there is no company this is being built for. There is kind of a mini-building boom in office space here. Most of it must be on speculation because the buildings seem to be sitting empty for quite a while.
Louis la Vache said…
You should have no regrets about posting this beautiful shot, although Louis understands your hesitation about the photo you DIDN'T take....

Louis thanks you for visiting "San Francisco Bay Daily Photo"!
Chuck Pefley said…
Ah yes, I had similar thoughts when I was photographing the new park a few days ago. "Big-arsed" pain-in-the-neck it is!

I like your night photo, though. There is something magical about making night pictures, don't you think?
freefalling said…
Well....I was at this auctiony thing today and this bloke started yelling out - I AM NOT A PAEDOPHILE!! I RESENT THAT! I AM NOT A PAEDOPHILE!!
THE PEOPLE IN THIS TOWN RAH RAH RAH....!!!
My eyes went really wide and started darting around and.....no one batted an eyelid!!
They didn't even look at him nor was one single eyebrow raised.
Must be some sort of regular occurrence!
(and I was the one with the camera, not him!)
Kris McCracken said…
Dan, thanks for the info.

Chuck, I like the night time shots, but I'm rarely out after dark these days!

I think the thing that makes me most uncomfortable about taking photos of kids is that it really is just silly. Even if the photo was for 'unsavoury' purposes, is it worth having kids huddled in fear at the world? Or having the 99.999 percent of people who don't get their kicks in that way threatened or worse? Kids have never been more safe than they are today, we should celebrate that, not look for new things to frighten them.
Anonymous said…
People getting the wrong idea is a very real problem for a lot of photographers. I read one account where a photographer was detained despite not having been anywhere near the area it was claimed you were. Basically carry an SLR and you can end up a suspect for no good reason.

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