I’m traveling real light, for me. One body, 4 lenses, card wallet, reader, computer, Motrin. Jay eyeballs my medium Moose bag yesterday, looks at me with a question in his eyes. “What’s all this shit, McNally?”
One camera, one lens, no flash…..
Had a lively conversation with this gentleman, who said all the pictures made him feel like a movie star. That’s the Big Apple for ya, everybody’s a star out there on the street.
Had lotsa bad frames and misfires.
Classic Jay: “Photographically, failure is a form of progress.”
He can’t believe the addiction to computers. He told us to go out and shoot. Don’t go near the computers, just pick up a camera and go shoot. He told us he had wired the machines so they would give us an electric shock if we touched them. No PhotoShop….no tweaking, no cropping.
Tweaking in the computer? For instance, the infrared colors of the trees?
Classic Jay: “I’d rather wait for fall.”