Evan (#392) 08-23-13

I visited a new location, an old train station in Venice that is now a museum. It is near the end of a long bike trail, so bikers are often sitting outside, cooling off. I saw two young men at one end of the building in decent light, so I made my move.

Evan thought that a photograph was a great idea, but Austin declined. I explained the motive of the project and Evan immediately became a bit theatrical. I had to tame him down a little. J  He looked school age, so I asked if he attended the local high school. No, he didn’t like the school and said that getting a GED was more personal. (???)

Then I asked Evan the best thing that had happened to him that day. “Being blessed by God.” Wow! Then I showed him the image on the LCD and he loved it. Evan said that the photo was another blessing. How is that for pressure on the photographer? I got his e-mail address and will send an image.

Having spoken with a LOT of strangers, Blessings, God, and Jesus are repeating themes. Following the News, conventional wisdom is that church membership is on the decline. Maybe so, but I don’t thing that religion or spirituality are in trouble. Perhaps organized religion.

Bob

Zoe (#391) 08-22-13

Well here goes, my first entry using an iPad:

Zoe was on a busy street corner, passing out fliers about an upcoming Vaudeville show. Immediately behind her (I mean close!), were two very theatrical guys colorfully dressed in Drag. The three were so close that they somehow seemed related.

I was silently relieved to learn that they were not. :-)

Bob

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People Photography by Ata Mohammad Adnan (#390) 08-21-13

Before getting into this post, a little housekeeping is in order. I am going to attempt maintaining this site via iPad from time to time. I will hopefully post an image tomorrow using my new toy. We’ll see if this switching of technology is “transparent”.

Well, it IS a Wednesday, and time to see someone else’s people photography. And the photographer of the day is from Bangladesh, Ata Mohammad Adnan. I do feel lucky when I serendipitously stumble upon the portraits of an unknown (to me) photographer. See it HERE.

Enjoy.

Bob

​ Saul and Ali (#389) 08-20-13

As Saul and Ali walked my way, I couldn’t help notice the tattooed right arm. Impressive! He said that it represents Polynesian art – Saul just likes it.

When he said his name, I said, “Sol?” No, Saul. And when she told me her name, I said, “Ally?” She said no, Ali. Oh well, I was oh-for-two. And wouldn’t you guess, Ali said that she never looked good in pictures. Sigh…

Do you agree?

Bob

Andrea (#388) 08-19-13

Following Sabine, from the previous post, Andrea was just finished from a yoga class. Sabine was a student, and Andrea was an instructor’s assistant, making sure that each student held positions correctly. She was also interested in the stranger portrait concept and took my card.

She had difficulty in avoiding a toothy smile, as she has had braces since last October. This is (hopefully) correcting a misalignment caused by many years of long distance running.

Andrea asked me to give her a quote (which she wrote down). Puzzled, I recited my favorite W. B. Yeats quote, “There are no strangers here; just friends that you haven’t yet met”. Then she told me about a photographer in Colorado, Peggy Dyer. Her project is “One Million Faces” – that sounds daunting enough! See it HERE.

Her ‘faces’ are holding cards with original quotes. I’m not sure how this relates to the (unoriginal) quote that I gave Andrea, but I’ll find out. I know where the yoga class is.

Bob

Sabine (#387) 08-17-13

I saw Sabine and Andrea touching fingertips, in a deep discussion. I waited for an apparent break and introduced myself. This is about Sabine, Andrea will be a subsequent post.

Sabine seemed genuinely interested in the concept of meeting, and photographing strangers. She had an accent, so I asked where she was from. “Texas”, she said, and laughed. No, originally she was from Germany.

We later exchanged business-like cards. At home, I realized that she and her husband had separate e-mail addresses, and both ended “.de”. The server is apparently in Germany (Deutschland). The Internet country code for Germany is DE.

Anyway, as she looked at my card, she became amused. My surname, Dein, is German. After several generations in the U.S., it is pronounced like ‘Dean’, although in German, it would be pronounced ‘Dine’. Sabine asked if I knew what dein meant in German; yes, it means your or yours. So she said, “Look at your web address, “deinfaces”. That means, “Your faces”! Well, duh! I never put two and two together.

Thanks for pointing that out, Sabine.

Bob

Mike (#386) 08-16-13

Mike was sitting on a chair in the shade of large Oleanders. His bemused smile attracted me. Mike seemed surprised and a bit amused by my request for a portrait, but he offered no resistance. He was born in Maine, but moved to Sarasota 22 years ago, when his uncle bought him a bus ticket. Hmmm…

Mike was holding a white cup containing a brown aromatic liquid, and seemed to be feeling little pain at 10AM.

When he saw his image on the camera LCD, he said, “OMiGod, I look like David Crosby. That’s who I am – I'm the illegitimate son of David Crosby!”.

You decide. :-)

Bob

Margaret and Maria (#385) 08-15-13

On a steamy Saturday morning, I patrolled the streets with two other photographers. I spotted Margaret and made the first move. She had no problem being photographed, but continually complained about the heat and humidity. Margaret was visiting from West Palm Beach, not a cool place. But Margaret’s English accent revealed the problem. A native of London, this climate was indeed, foreign.

While we were speaking, one of my photographer friends began speaking with Maria. Margaret half shouted, “Oh, she won’t allow her picture taken”. But Margaret was wrong. Maria shyly posed a bit, and I did not press my luck – I took what I got. Maria came to Florida from Cuba when she was 15. She had no accent at all. But she said that her sister arrived at age 3, and had enough accent for both of them.

Timing is everything.

Bob

Candid vs. Posed Portraits (#384) 08-14-13

Wednesday – time to look at someone else’s material.

The website Street Hunters deals primarily with classic street photography. See it HERE.

The difference between street portraiture (with permission) and street photography (without permission) comes up often. A recent Street Hunters post outlines the differences. See it HERE.

I always find it refreshing to read other people’s thoughts on this subject. Enjoy.

Bob

Christian and John (#383) 08-13-13

As the hustle and bustle of the Saturday Farmer’s Market surrounded us, Christian and John sat on the sidewalk, working quietly. Their product was Palm Art, weaving crosses and flowers from strips of palm frond. This seems to be a favorite task for the homeless; I have no idea how many people buy these. Christian and John were not overrun with customers. This is becoming more prevalent in our area. Having visited Savannah, it is VERY popular in the Historic District.

John was the more talkative of the two. He had an athletic scholarship at Central Michigan University, but lost it when he “blew out” his knee. He then moved to Florida to live with his parents. After a family fight, he was thrown out of the house, and is currently homeless. One observer pointed out his expensively styled hair, congruent with the homelessness being recent – and hopefully, temporary.

Christian was very soft spoken. As I often do with the Palm Artists, I purchased one of the flowers and asked him to give it to a child – tell the child that someone bought it for him / her. He thanked me profusely, and ‘God blessed’ a few times. Often the homeless are religious and feel close to God.

Food for thought.

Ron (#382) 08-12-13

Well here’s a happy morning. I met Ron as he was walking toward the beautiful Selby Library, in Sarasota. When I first approached, he was quits stand-offish, but I was with two other photographers and the more we talked, the more comfortable Ron became.

He had just dropped his wife off at work a few blocks away, and he was headed for the library. Her job began at 9AM. It was 9:10AM and the library opened at 10.

Maybe that’s why Ron looks so pleased. I hope that it opened on time.

Bob

How to Choose a Lens for Street Portraiture (#381) 08-11-13

Well, at least how I choose a lens for street portraiture. So that we are on the same page, I am talking about meeting strangers and asking permission to make a portrait. This is not about candid street photography. This involves walking around with the camera (and lens!) on a wrist strap (as I do), or some kind of a shoulder strap. Clearly a light rig is preferred, and I will photograph people from about 6 to 15 feet away. As I am trying to establish a relationship, I want to stay fairly close – at least within easy earshot. :-)

I have been following the 100 Strangers Flickr group for about two years. The posted images usually have the camera type, and the text often mentions the lens and metadata. I can say that all kinds of gear can be used, and any number of lenses can get the job done. Nevertheless, there are some common themes that emerge, and the aesthetics of the images are often dictated by limitations of glass. And being opinionated, after having photographed hundreds of strangers, I have fairly firm ideas about what makes a good lens for street portraiture. :-)

OK, so the first question is whether to use a prime lens or telephoto. This, for me, is easy: prime all the way. There are a few obvious reasons, and one not so obvious.

1. Prime lenses are smaller and lighter than telephotos with similar maximum apertures. When walking around for any length of time, this is significant. Also, the smaller lens is less likely to be intimidating to a stranger.

2. By and large, prime lenses are cheaper than telephotos. As I'll mention below, a fairly wide aperture is useful, and telephotos that open up to f2.8 become pricey.

3. In the lower price range, prime lenses tend to be sharper at wide apertures. In portraiture, overall sharpness is not always desirable, but sharp eye sharpness is hard to beat.

Now for the not so obvious reason:

4. With a prime lens, you never have to worry about what focal length to use. The decision has already been made. This is not trivial. I consider it important to have all camera-related decisions made before encountering strangers to approach. Then the mind is focused on the available light, background, and the personal interaction. That's plenty! It is counterproductive to also have to consider focal length, ISO, aperture, etc. These should be set in advance.

OK, so a prime lens, but what focal length and maximum aperture? For focal length, the camera (system) and sensor size become important. It is easiest to relate sensor size to full frame cameras, even though I have never owned one. :-)  For head shots, or head and shoulder (my favorite), 85mm is considered ideal for full frame cameras. Much shorter than 85mm leads to unflattering distortion; the nose and cheeks look large, and the ears small. Longer than 85mm gives good results, but the photographer has to get progressively farther from the subject. For full frame cameras like the Nikon D600, or Canon 5D Mark III, 85mm is (arguably) ideal.

But what about cameras with smaller sensors? DSLRs with APS-C size sensors, have a crop factor of approximately 1.5:1 (Canon and Nikon differ only slightly here). I used to use a Nikon D90 with this sensor. A 50mm lens is equivalent to 75mm for full frame: pretty close. I used 50mm and sometimes an 85mm. The 85mm is equivalent to 127mm in full frame. The results are nice, but I did have to stand back a bit more than I like.

Now I use an Olympus OM-D E-M5 (who dreamed up that name?) with a micro 4/3 sensor; the crop factor is 2:1. So the 45mm prime lens is equivalent to 90mm full frame. Close enough. Other camera systems may have different sensor sizes. Relating them back to full frame and 85mm equivalent will help choose the appropriate focal length.

So, lastly, what about maximum aperture? A couple of factoids:

1. A lens with a wide maximum aperture can always be stopped down to f8 or f11. A lens with a smaller maximum aperture cannot be further 'opened up'.

2. As a general rule, the wider the maximum aperture, the larger and more expensive it will be.

So what is the best maximum aperture for portraiture? Ah, it depends on the aesthetics that you are trying to achieve and your skill/limitations in controlling the depth of field. The trick (for me) was to get a shallow enough depth of field to render the background out of focus, but not so shallow that one eye was soft. I had purchased a 50mm f1.4 for my Nikon D90. But I found that under about f2.4, I usually got one eye out of focus. At f1.4, I got poor results, and that is with the APS-C sensor. So I probably would have been just as well off with a 50mm f1.8, which is smaller and cheaper.

The full frame sensor has a more shallow depth of field, and the subject has to be PERFECTLY square to the camera to get two sharp eyes at a wide aperture. My Olympus OM-D E-M5 has a smaller sensor, so the depth of field is a bit larger, and I can shoot at f1.8. But the greater depth of field limits how soft the background can be rendered. You pays your money and takes your choice!

So, in conclusion, my not-so-humble opinion is that a good lens for street portraiture is a prime, 45 – 85mm depending on the camera sensor size, and maximum f stop 1.4 to 1.8 depending on sensor size and personal preference. Some cameras have sensor sizes different than mentioned above. The Nikon1 system has a 2.7:1 crop factor. As long as you do the arithmetic and relate it back to full frame, they can be compared properly.

Now, after all this, in the 100 Strangers Flickr group, some members use an inexpensive kit zoom lens, f3.5 – 5.6. Some use point-n-shoot pocket cameras, and a few even use phones. Anything can work, as long as you don't mind giving up aesthetic control.

Bob

Black and White Portraits (#380) 08-10-13

I never plan to make two blog posts in the same day. But this afternoon, I stumbled upon an entry on Google+ that I just want to share – it's so cool.

I usually feel that black and white portraits are more powerful than color. Color can be very pretty (or not), but in my opinion, it distracts from the features and gesture of the face. And for me, that is paramount. Therefore, this collection of portraits really resonates with me. Hopefully, you too. See it HERE.

Enjoy.

Bob

Wild Rose (#379) 08-10-13

Wild Rose – that's what she calls herself. While I was speaking with Priscilla and Darlene in Macon, GA, Wild Rose (WR) walked up and said that she would be happy to be photographed. This was like Manna from Heaven.

We walked a few feet to a table and bench, where she had a large sack full of her belongings. WR has a van filled with articles that she made, all to be sold to raise money for the homeless. The 1992 Chevy van broke down in Macon, so she is homeless herself while it is in the shop. She said that the shop wanted $700 for a 'rear end', but that it was a ripoff. While being repaired, her son's baby was born, and she couldn't be present (WR teared up when saying this).

WR lamented that government services for the homeless are usually geographically distant from where the homeless actually live. In Macon, many homeless stay under a bridge, and soup kitchens are miles away.

I asked about a notebook filled with photos that was out on the table. The images were of destroyed homes in Joplin, MO, following the devastating tornado. WR drove to Joplin after the storm, to provide comfort to those who had less than she.

This portrait is far from flattering, but Wild Rose approved of it when she saw it on the camera's LCD. I think that the look fits with her self image of someone used to hard times, who lives to help other people in even tougher situations. She asked that I publish her phone number (listed in Greenville, SC), so that perhaps someone would contact her to help the homeless. I said that I would do that, but that the Flickr group and blog are not set up to make connections like that. WR said that God works in unexpected ways, and you never know from where help will come. OK, here it is: 864-438-8628.

Good luck, Wild Rose.

Bob

Darlene (#378) 08-09-13

A half hour after photographing Priscilla (yesterday's post), I saw her crossing the street with Darlene. Thankfully, they were crossing toward me. Darlene's African attire immediately attracted me. So I called out, "Priscilla, introduce me to your friend!". They walked my way, and after asking, Darlene agreed to be photographed. Immediately, an apparently homeless woman walked up and said that I should photograph her. Overload!

So I got a few shots of Darlene, and realized that the background was poor. So I moved 90 degrees and she let me shoot a few more. When I showed her the camera's LCD, she asked if she could see the final product. Of course! I gave her my card while Priscilla repeated her previous 'demand", "Don't forget me when you become famous". The homeless woman (Wild Rose) said to follow her to see some items. We broke up too soon, the situation was a bit chaotic. But in a good way.

Normally I prefer black and white, but the color version has its merits. The clothing was striking. And the disconnect between ethnicity, hair color and eye color is intriguing.

Quite a morning.

Bob

Priscilla (#377) 08-08-13

While visiting family in Macon, GA, I went Stranger hunting on Cherry St. I don't understand why, but even in bright sunlight the light seems filtered on Cherry St. Nice.

I turned to my right and Priscilla was next to my shoulder, walking her Chihuahua, Chanel. She was so close that I had to act quickly – she was walking at a brisk pace. When I asked for a portrait, she hesitated for a moment and said, "remember me when this photograph makes you famous". I assured her that she would be the first acknowledged 'when' I became famous.  :-)

As usual, I immediately got a camera smile. But after a mild coaxing, she let her guard down and gave a more serious look. When I showed her images on the LCD, she said to use the smiley one.

Well, I'm using both. I feel that with an authentic expression, the eyes often reveal a story. And so it is with Priscilla. And then she dashed off quickly with Chanel. The entire encounter lasted about two minutes.

I would meet her again within the hour, when she introduced me to my next Stranger.

Bob

​ Eric Kim on How to Take Photos of Kids (#376) 08-07-13

Taking photos of kids has just been off my radar screen. Parents are justifiably afraid of all kinds of creeps and weirdos, and I do not want to be one of them. There is a children's fountain two blocks from my house. I'd love to photograph kids running through the squirting nozzles, but I don't dare.

Every night on the local news, the first several minutes are taken up by stories about children kidnappings, neglect, and all kinds of strange abuse that I cannot understand. The word pedophile has become woven into our lexicon. I perversely  find it refreshing to hear a story about someone robbing a liquor store, or gas station. They want money, I understand that. I do not condone it, but I understand it. But these strange crimes involving children are just creepy.

The 100 Strangers Flickr group has a simple rule; no photos of kids without a parent in the frame. A sorry state of affairs, but I think that is a wise approach.

Nevertheless, some photographers, more adventurous than I, do photograph children, and get very compelling images. Eric Kim has an essay outlining some common sense suggestions for approaching children – and parents. See it HERE.

Enjoy. Bob


Martine (#375) 08-06-13

A local photography club spent a day at the Ringling Museum of Arts, in Sarasota. Other members shot photos of art, architecture and the well manicured gardens. I, of course, looked for people.

I saw Martine in harsh sunlight. She meandered around with a friend, so I positioned myself in a shaded area that (I thought) she would have to pass. It took a while, but finally she came my way. This feels like sportfishing. You see a nice fish under a shaded branch. The boat must be quietly maneuvered within casting distance. After a wait, the fish emerges from the shade and a well positioned cast drops a lure in front of the prizes face. Similar.

Martine was quiet and shy, but she slowly agreed to be photographed. She was visiting from her home in Montreal. Yes, she speaks French, although I detected no accent. I asked how long it took to have her hair braided. Five and one half hours! And she has it done every two months.

I asked if she would like a copy of the image. No, she had no interest.

Bob

Iris (#374) 08-05-13

After introducing myself to several hundred strangers and getting their photographs, this was a unique interaction. I saw Iris and her male companion a block away, heading toward me. The most striking thing about them is that there was at a foot difference in height. So I waited...

And as they approached, I asked for a favor etc., alternately looking each one of them in the eye. I got half way through my spiel and the man began to smile. So I said, "ah, you see where this is going" and continued my request. To my surprise, he said no. But Iris just looked like she didn't agree. I pointed at Iris and said, "Look, she'll do it". But no dice, so they walked on.

I chatted with two other photographers with me when suddenly, there was Iris. She said that she didn't mind, so quickly got a few shots. I saw her friend 50 feet away – I smiled and waved. He looked none too pleased. Quickly, she RAN back to him and they continued on.

Iris knows who looks good in pictures!

Bob

Imperfect Pictures (#373) 08-04-13

A  while ago I listened to a podcast by Canon Explorer of Light, Rick Sammon. Rick's father was an accomplished photographer. He told a young Rick that if people are obsessing about grain in your images, then the images aren't interesting enough. Often the story told, or implied, by a photograph trumps absolute technical excellence.

PetaPixel recently had an article, "When Perfect isn't Perfect or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Blur"

See it HERE.

This is mostly about blur, which is not so appropriate with portraits. But sometimes, gesture may even trump a little softness. And it certainly can overcome a little noise (I think).

I think of it as a sliding scale. As the quality of the gesture increases, the need for absolute technical excellence diminishes. And, vice versa. Do you agree?

Bob