These shots are very ordinary. They offer no excitement or classical beauty. They could well be taken by 'one of my students' although most would probably do better.
For want of a better word, this and many others is a Series I seem to have accumulated over the years.
They stem from my strange way of looking at the passing parade in the street.
Some years back I noticed this sort of plastic, mundane, dull appearance of some shots I took. I first thought it might be my undoing as a photographer but then an idea came to me. I'll pretend I'm doing it on purpose. People with hail me as an innovator (or an idiot). Either way, there might be something in it.
It seemed the camera was deciding what to shoot, not me. The 'moment' passing was the thing, not the subject matter. Like a still shot from The Truman Show, everything and everyone had their place on the stage and I just happen to be there with the camera. Like Xmas window displays. Sort of a hybrid mess of Parr and Eggleston.
Anyway, the result of all this is a few years of playing with the idea. Mind you. Most viewings I get result i comments like Fahim's.
But I never give up hope that someone will say something profound about them, hand me a few million and take the lot off my hands.
Even the beloved Christine has refused to allow any of them to be hung during the redecorations.
Such is life.
I'll post a few more. Talk to be.
