There’s something about the beginning of summer. And there’s definitely something about the beginning of summer in New York. Earlier tonight I headed over to Manhattan to catch a free film at MoMA, only it was “sold” out, so I resigned myself to the sculpture garden. All the past times I’d been to MoMA it’d been winter. I didn’t even realize they had a sculpture garden. But they do! And it ended up helping me reach an important revelation. I’ll get to that in a second.
Have you ever seen 1938’s Holiday with Cary Grant and Katharine Hepburn?! I’m only about 30 minutes in, but Grant’s character, Johnny Case, just had this topical little line:
When I find myself in a position like this, I ask myself what would General Motors do? And then I do the opposite!
Okay, back to my sculpture garden revelation: people don’t care if you take their photograph when they think you’re photographing something else. Because more than anything, I think people are fascinating. And I want to capture them. But it’s simply no fun dealing with someone in a tizzy because you’ve pointed and clicked them. We’ve long debunked the idea that cameras capture your soul. Therefore, I don’t think it’s a big deal if I shoot your face. Anyway, here are some of my photographic stealths of the day:
Also, I completely failed to get a digital converter box. Screw the system.