We went to Harpers Ferry yesterday.
In an unplanned and unexpected twist that life sometimes grants, I found myself wandering alone down a lonely, dusty, West Virginia road. It ended at a large field, and through the trees I could see tents and hear noise. So I trekked across the field only to be met by a fence, but a little farther along the fence and back through the trees I found a spot in disrepair to slip through. It was a flea market.
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As I wandered between table after table of stuff, I came across this man, strategically sitting in front of the Zeiss Ikon, Voigtländer, Mamiya et al that caught my eye.
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Street photography interests me, but its an art I’m not practiced in. (And that’s to say nothing of the very loud mirror-slap in my D700.) I prefocused and shot while walking, especially as I passed by large mirrors propped on the ground. It was a fun, interesting experiment and one that I’m going to look for more often. While these aren’t necessarily keepers, at least it’s a rough idea of what the place was like.
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i love the hershey man’s fingers. they look like they have been broken a few times!
Did you buy one???
Arthritic fingers, perhaps, Ms. Gardiner, from snapping all those Hershey bars.
I didn’t buy any of the cameras from the WV flea market; BUT, about a week or so after this blog post, one of my very sweet readers shipped me an Argus that she found while she was out and thought of me! I have gotten it all cleaned up but need to run a roll of film through it, and that’ll be a post all its own. stay tuned, Sheila!