I've always liked people watching. While watching them I wonder about what they are doing, where they are going, how they are feeling. I think that when I see people in cars as well, wondering whether they are going. I especially think this when people are rushing. I wonder what could be so important that they are in such a hurry. They are usually oblivious to this attention from me. They seem to have no idea that I am spending my time noticing them, thinking about their lives.
So it was with some excitement that I noticed this photographer as I was also wandering the streets of Florence. Like him, I was busy taking photographs of all the historic buildings. I was trying to find a way to include people in my photos as well, especially the locals. People seem to bring photos to life. They make them more meaningful, more interesting.
This photographer didn't see me. He was so engrossed in his work, concentrating on the task at hand. That's one of the best things about photography. You can just get in the flow of the act of conjuring up an image that everything outside of the lens can fade into insignificance. For that moment it just doesn't matter. It's out of the shot and that's where it should stay.
I wonder if we both had similar shots that day. I wonder whether he found some scenes that I missed and vice versa. I wonder what he did with his photos. Did he take them back to his hotel and upload them for his friends? Perhaps he is a professional and goes back to find a way to sell the shots? Does he, like me, just enjoy the act of taking the photograph the most? Finding ways to display and share the photos is almost a bonus.
I could now begin a new focus of finding photographers and photographing them. I know the spots that they hang out. I can understand some of their thinking and what they are looking for. A soul mate gaining the same sense of satisfaction from getting a special shot. Knowing the joy of getting that shot as well as the disappointment of the shot that didn't turn out as expected. The shot that became a missed opportunity. Until next time a similar opportunity arises that is. A kindred spirit sharing a similar life journey perhaps.