So, while Todd and I were in Nashville earlier this month, we stopped to take a few street style photos after meeting friends for coffee at a cafe called Fido. I have to say, being relatively new to the whole photography thing, I still get shy, or just plain embarrassed, taking pictures in public spaces. I can be pretty upfront and vocal about most things in life (a skill that I learned, not one that I was born with) and I don’t mind being a bit ballsy when needed, but I still don’t enjoy drawing attention to myself in public places full of strangers. I’ve realized, however, that if one is trying to take pictures of life as it’s happening, one must put oneself in situations that may look a bit strange to those standing by.
Anyways, we were taking these shots when two girls passed us on the sidewalk and one excitedly said to me, “Oh, are you a blogger??” I immediately wanted to run away and hide. It was apparently so obvious that I was taking outfit shots for a blog, and I felt too embarrassed to admit it- someone had caught me red handed! I thought about saying “no” and just sprinting down a back ally, but I stopped myself. “Who cares?” I thought. “You ARE taking photos for a blog, you idiot, that’s why it looks like it. You’re never going to get any better at this if you have to take photos at night in deserted areas like a werewolf.” So I told the girl that yes, I was indeed snapping pics for a blog and told her the name of it. So there.
It may be a small step towards being a super-duper profesh photog/blogger, but every time I’m in a situation where I can push past the potential embarrassment and snap the shot anyways, I get a little closer to being as fearless as I would like to be.