Another Friday, another Blue Jays game. I worry, when I take my camera out during a Blue Jays game, that there won’t be enough people in the streets to make it worth my while. Judging from Facebook and Twitter, everybody in the city is either at the game or at a bar watching the game. But I discover that most of the city (and the world, for that matter) is oblivious to the fortunes of our local ball club. Life keeps pressing on. The momentary excitement quickly folds itself into the background noise.
I met a man sitting in front of the Toronto Reference Library and holding up a mostly empty can of beer. I went up to him and asked what he was doing. He wasn’t all that clear in his explanation, but if I understand correctly, I could have whatever was left in the can for some cigarettes.
I met this couple lying together on the big granite rock on Cumberland Ave. in Yorkville. You wouldn’t think granite is all that comfortable, but they seemed happy to be there.
Why aren’t there more suits in street photography? We tend to fetishize the homeless and leave the suits to wander unperturbed. A possible answer may be that, visually speaking (does that even make sense?), suits are boring. Seen one, seen ’em all. But if one of the roles of street photography is documentation, then suits deserve their place too. As do skate boards.