Fendergrove
I’ve lived in this sleepy little town (well, sub-suburb of one of the most sprawling metropolei in the country) for years now, and I’ve never paid much attention to the local features. I certainly haven’t put much camera time toward them. On a whim, I walked the two-block downtown center over the weekend in the heat of the blazing sun and came away with a few shots that I liked.
Some of the city’s attempts at preserving a sort of frontier patina are cheesy, but a few of the businesses have character. A restoration place specializing in old Fords caught my eye – I’d like to petition the owner for a chance to spend more time there. I’ll have to go back down when the light is better. The harsh stuff does a number on contrast and washes out the detail of the rustic wooden sidewalks.
On another note, I was hassled by a shopkeeper for taking a photo of the front of her store without her permission. She had a little stand near the door with some plants and assorted knick-knacks, and I thought it was a pleasing scene. I explained to her that I was within my rights, and that anything visible from the sidewalk is fair game. She wasn’t sure what to say about that, and I didn’t want to argue, so I just smiled and moved on. My non-confrontational streak and this photography thing clash sometimes.
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#1 by Theresa on July 13, 2009 - 9:22 am
In LA I would get that. Here, not so much. People are just nice and more often if asked if it’s okay, they always seem to smile and have an “of course” answer. Even the homeless are cool about it. For the first time I don’t feel hesitant about taking photos.0