Street Photography Makes Me Uncomfortable

To me, street photography feels like an intrusion in other people’s lives. The more I think about it and the more I try to do it, the more I feel uncomfortable about it.

This is of course ignoring the issues with truth, representation, ethics, and consequences. This is really the first step of that more general reflection: whether the activity should or can even take place and its place in reality.

Youth near Beaubourg, Paris, with one of the A/C vents coming out of the ground. Shot at f/22 to get some people motion blur in the strong sunshine in the absence of an ND filter handy
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