Some people get a kick out of flying kites at the beach. After 5:00PM, there’s plenty of space, it’s still beautifully light, and the shore winds are pretty good.
(Did I know the family whose kites I was photographing? No.
Did I introduce myself to the family whose kites I was photographing? No.
Did I do ANYTHING except stand in the middle of their fun and aim my camera upwards? No.
Is this rude and sketchy? Yes.
On the plus side, I didn’t make any motion to conceal the fact that I was taking photos of the kites, which is a step for me.
Baby steps, baby steps…)
June 29, 2008 at 11:16 pm
I love the colorful flutterby. (I had long suspected I was not the only one to use this term.)
In comparison, the main picture is on the drab side. However, as a Jersey Shore local, I can vouch for its realism—most of the times I’ve been to the beach the colors have looked more-or-less like that in real life.
And I am confident that with the progress you are making in terms of your sketchiness, you will almost become a decent human being by the time you leave for Chicago.