Wednesday, May 09, 2012
The Art of Street Photography
This is my mother - probably a year or two before I was born - strolling down Granville with a friend.
There are thousands and thousands of pictures just like these from cities all over the world and what I like about them is that they're so specifically of their time - the clothes, the shoes, the bags, the neon on the street.
I wasn't around on Granville Street in the 40s and if I was there in the 50s, I don't remember it. But I did spend time on Granville in every decade since then - and I've watched it change and change and change.
But this photograph? This is Granville Street as I want it to be - this is the Granville Street I still (in small pieces) recognize. I recognize it in the Vancouver Block, in the Yale, in the Commodore. It's the Granville Street I want to write about, a place just barely out of my lifetime, just out of my memories.