I was photographing the frozen Rock River over the Jefferson Street Bridge yesterday when a man walks up next to me, looks down towards the water for a minute, then up to me with a puzzled look on his face. Looking back down at the water, he says to me “I’m trying to figure out what you’re looking at, but I just don’t know.”
One of my favorite things about street photography is interacting with lots of different people. The random conversations. The weird looks from strangers. I haven’t revisited street photography since I left Chicago. I just seem to find Rockford folk to be more standoffish, and there are much less of them on the streets making it that much harder for a camera to blend in. There might be something there, I think I’m ready for the challenge. Rockford street photographs to come.