Of course, parents will treasure children over dogs, and who exactly can blame them? Here are a few pictures I took on Saturday near Market and Powell Streets, along with a bit of a conundrum.
The conundrum is this: I can’t figure out if the next scene works better in color or black-and-white.
The style of the black-and-white looks exactly like the kind of photograph taken in the 1950s; the sort of candid street photography that made the great New York City artists legends. No, no, no, it isn’t that good, nowhere near that good; style yes, quality no. What bugs me is that the color picture makes it immediately obvious what that round object is. If this was a satisfactory picture I think the problem would not exist. Oh, well. This happens when you point the camera behind you and you shoot blindly with no idea what you’re capturing.
Finally, a quick snippet overheard at the Geary & Masonic Trader Joe’s, a father to his daughter, perhaps 7 and 5 years old: “Girls, I’m looking for three bags of organic spinach. Can you work with me on this?”
Vonn Scott Bair