Love the Mitch line.

Years before I even got a camera, I told an old roommate I wanted to make paintings of real life. Now I do that. It’s rewarding but it’s the surprise of it all. I never know what shots I’m gonna walk away with walking into it. I stumble upon it, if you will. Shooting from the hip. It’s sporadic and fun and exilerating. I’ve built a brand upon it now. I got so much more work to do, I got about 10 years of work in front of me right now, I’m trying to chip away at, and trying to figure out how to pay for all the things to make those future projects I got stored in my head.

I get the shots. It’s street photography. Some of the greats have done worse. I don’t care about some Karen bitching on a sidewalk telling me who and who I cannot shoot. I’m done with having to explain myself. I take the shots. I’m not asking permission. I’m just taking them. Who can get your shots however you want to.

I have no shame. I almost like the shots where they are making a face at me. People have tried fighting me for doing it. I was in public, I know my rights. Go to your comfort level, but try to work past it.

We got to create opportunities somewhere. I use social media often as well as handing out cards to strangers I find in public, that I feel would appreciate my style of work. It’s a grind out there. But yes creeps definitely exist. Be weary but he worked with her friends, they liked the work and said they acted appropriately. The photographer is probably loaded up with work. Editing can take forever and drain you. I feel that pain when the due dates are stacking up. Biting off more than you can chew. I’d trust your friends who have worked with him. Maybe bring one of them along for the first shoot? A photographer should never deny that request to a friend.