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Originally Posted by mow
Buster H. Being a photographer myself and a NAP/Naked City vet and poster of my vintage Naps & N. C., images to this board, your images are quite clear, well lit, focused, and the subject is pretty well framed in the image. Quite descriptive as to what was going on. Doing the crowd shots gets hard, because everybody is pushing and getting in front of you and you loose the shot & get some drunk guys arm or belly in it. And the babes come up so quickly & you're either to far or they're right on top of you, it's hard to get the good image, but you sure did & I appreciate the quality of your work! Keep posting - please!
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Even though I've been deliberately glossing over most of the unpleasant stuff besides the weather... here's some "behind the scenes" of that series of photos at the fence, that I was calling the parade.
I lucked out and was standing close by when one guy up front at the fence turned around and walked away, so I stepped into his place. The other guy next to me tried for the same spot... it wasn't quite a full elbow check from him, but close. He didn't say anything, just glared. I ignored him. He went away.
On the other side of the fence was an official event photographer who had a real talent for standing
exactly between me and the girl. He had a stretch of forty feet of fence to work, and he spent about a third of his time in front of me. Maybe he liked me or something.
I grumbled something under my breath about the official photographer, and the geezer next to me took that as his cue to be my buddy. For twenty minutes he kept up this weird kind of whining, rambling monologue about the angles and the sun and the clouds and the official photographer and the guy pushing him and the drunks and the bugs... and I'm seriously hard of hearing, so I only was catching every other word. I just nodded, said "yeah", and kept taking pictures.
But the good times far outweighed the bad. I'm going back next year.
