A composition is the soul of great photography. It’s the same rule for paintings.
I have to confess: drawing daily is exhausting and sometimes my eyes just need a simple walk outside. Out of my comfort zone.
I’m a shy photographer. For God’s sake, I’m not a photographer at all! I’d rather shoot landscape or butterflies playing in the grass. This is why street photography is always a tedious exercise.
This is my problem: In the streets, as hard as you try, you never go unnoticed.
But isn’t fear just an illusion? When you find your real purpose. That puts you there at this very moment. You let go of your barriers and are only driven by the love of imagery and the story you want to tell. Ask yourself: why I definitely know that I will love that photo?
I like this shot. Because it’s just Africa. The market and its strong, vibrant colors; the noisy, warm, busy streets.
For the record, I had to wait until the salad vendor walked down the street, she involuntarily balanced the shot by filling one of the six frames formed by the bare shop’s posts. Giving me a blank stare in the process.
I felt guilty.
What’d happen if she looked the other way? Like the guy in the red cap. I’d have felt better but the pic would be different.
At the end, it’s a cool composition, a photo that I’d like to paint one day because I’m sure of one thing: hot, vibrant colors are killing me every time, and I know that Africa is so colorful.