When I started out on my photography journey, my drive was landscapes and nature. I used to take a lot of sky photographs and they were really a beautiful thing. I have actually not stopped loving to capture nature, in fact in my next post I will be sharing photographs of the beautiful sunsets, the very lasts of the beautiful sunsets we had in my city before the harmattan set in.
Like most artists, I have embraced other aspects of my art, and that would be documentary photography or like I love to call it, photographic storytelling and street photography.
The model in the photographs is a northerner, from the north side of Nigeria. I met him and his friend somewhere in my city, they were wheelbarrow pushers and they were at that point taking a break from work, I and some of my team members were having a streetside photoshoot and the model and his friend stopped by to watch us. What attracted me to them was the tribal marks etched on my model’s face. I approached them with my flashlight on, I wanted to know I meant to shoot them, they looked at each other and laughed. I laughed too and that was it.
They started to say things in their language, I didn’t understand a word of it. I pointed at his marks and he traced it with his fingers. And then he let me take photos of him while chit chatting all through. I was also talking. We were talking, they and I. Here’s the big deal, WE SPOKE FOR MORE THAN 20 MINUTES WITHOUT UNDERSTANDING A WORD OF WHAT THE OTHER WAS SAYING. Yes! And although I did not know their language, I left them feeling like we had a very sensible conversation. And of course we did.
Sometime soon I’d be sharing from my shootbook TIPS ON APPROACHING STRANGERS- STREET PHOTOGRAPHY. Do look out for it.
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