I understand that maybe some people would object to being seated near the kitchen.
But those people would miss the chance to fill up the evening with stealth-shooting the kitchen door and the way the light ebbed and flowed and the staff moved in practiced fashion.
My once-concrete rule to never photograph people seems to be on shaky ground…
I spotted this woman in a photography gallery at the Art Institute and took what I thought was a test shot, to set up the one that I really wanted, on another wall of the gallery. But then her friend showed up, and they left before she made it that far.
But I tried.
Art Institute of Chicago
Wait. What’s happening here? There seem to be…people…in the shot?
I am going to blame it on a condition I call Conference-induced Ennui, which was creeping up on me after a day and a half attending a professional conference in New Orleans. It was starting to look like a serious case, so on the lunch break, I decided it was time for some drastic action. In this case the drastic action involved, well, spying on those two women.
Maybe the woman on the right was trying to stretch her way through her own case of Conference-induced Ennui. But whatever she was doing, it was interesting enough for me to go way out on my photographic limb and make a photo of her.
And then, it was back to sessions. Stuff like “Essential Techniques for Successful Public Engagement” and “Ethics Cases of the Year” and “Denver’s Blueprint for an Inclusive City.” See what I mean about the ennui? You’re feeling a little lethargic just from reading that sentence, aren’t you?
New Orleans, Louisiana