I’m a female senior citizen with a pocket-sized camera. That in itself isn’t so unusual, but the fact that I shoot street photography might be.

 

Street photography is unpredictable, and that’s what makes it both difficult and deeply rewarding. Nothing is staged and nothing is certain. Light shifts, people move, and moments appear and vanish without warning. There’s no safety net, no retakes. If I’m lucky, the camera lets me hold a chosen moment still to say: this mattered to me.

 

Each time I go out to shoot, I make a promise to myself to stay true to my own style. I’m not a documentarian. I see things in a less literal way. My subject choices are based on the narratives I see, not what’s objectively there. Whether a photo is “nice,” sharp, or technically flawless matters less to me now. Mechanics make the photograph. Intention makes the image.

 

Some will connect with the results. Others won’t. And that’s okay.
Because this isn’t about chasing trends, algorithms, or approval.
It’s about staying true to myself.
Even when no one claps.