So I don’t know if you’ve noticed or not, but I take a lot of photos of people, places, and things around Philadelphia for this blog. It’s, like, kind of my thing. So far, I haven’t had much trouble doing this. Why would I? But today, while taking a photo of a man (possibly homeless) laying over a stream grate at the corner of Broad and Walnut streets with a suitcase over his face to shelter him from the wind, a woman jumped between my camera and the guy and started making a big scene. She started yelling, and I mean yelling, that I “couldn’t do that”–take his photo–and that I “needed his permission.” Meanwhile, my friend Alex was on the phone with the homeless shelter right next to me. When we told the woman we were calling for help, she started shouting something about how she WAS help, about how she WAS homeless outreach. At that point we started to walk away.
I’ve never really thought taking a photo of a homeless person was nessisarily expoitative before. At least not in the sense that the photo is being used for any other purpose than to point out that this is how some people in Philadelphia have to live and to ask why.
I don’t know. I felt pretty shitty about it. What do you think?






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