A Modes of Flight Street Photography Project
“Sit still! Have manners! Have patience!” These were the commands that I learned from early childhood. That last one was big one for me, and I did learn how valuable a discipline it is.
In my adult life, I get people telling me, “I don’t know how you can just wait like that, I haven’t got patience for nothing! You’ve got the patience of Job. If you were any more laid back, you’d be dead!” They mistake my quietness and stillness for sloth or being care-free.
So many times, I have fared better in certain situations than others I’ve known and been acquainted with. All due to being patient.
I’m still learning about being patient too. When I listen closely to people in their 80’s and older, many of them share the same valuable lesson connected to patience. They say that many young, middle-aged and even some old people waste far too much time and energy on evanescent things that in the end, really won’t matter. We get so impatient with such things and ourselves, and always want to obtain them now or yesterday.
The seniors advise us to be more patient and discerning. Discern the things that truly matter from those fleeting aspects of life that don’t. Focus on and nurture that which has greatest impact on our mental, physical and spiritual well-being. Things like intellect, meaningful love, freedom, honour, self-respect, respect for others, respect for the world, our souls, etc. These intangible things may help us deal with the final years of our lives better, and they may be the only things that we can take with us in the end.
The other stuff is important for sure but not as important. We have to learn to sit still, be patient and really think about it to realize the truth in this.
It was one of those strange reactionary occurrences in life.
This is the intersection of King and James. If you stand there long enough, something interesting; not necessarily pleasant, will happen.
At that instance something, instinct perhaps, triggered in my head saying, “Now, start shooting right now!” so I raised my camera and held down the shutter release, panning as the car was swerving through and picking the pedestrian up over the hood. As the viewfinder goes black while the shutter is open, I didn’t even really see in real time what was occurring, although I could somehow predict what was transpiring in order to keep the lens aimed at the action.
More like documentary photography than street photography, all of the shots turned out pretty dramatic and horrifying but this one really conveys the urgency and danger of the moment.
Parts of this shot that I’m really glad I captured were the debris trail, and the witness on the park bench at the right edge of the image craning his neck to see it all unfold before him. If you look at the shot enlarged, you can see his mouth is open and his eyes are wide in shock. That’s raw emotion.
The pedestrian had a bit of a limp afterward but seemed to be okay for the most part; really lucky. He didn’t really want to stick around to be checked out by paramedics but he did in the end. It took some coaxing from the police to get him to submit to being examined.
I gave my statement to the police, and sent them my pictures but I wasn’t required for any additional investigation measures or trial.
2D visual artist specializing in illustration, photography and graphic design.