… mind having their picture taken.
… really mind having their picture taken.
… don’t mind posing for a picture.
… love to pose for a picture.
… don’t know their picture is being taken.
What about you?
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What do you think?
You? Or people in general?
I would be the person in the top photo at the present time.
i have way too much photographic evidence strewn around to report indifference!
oh, but then i ahve such a nice plea! Its all for the altar of Art :)
Doesn’t it also matter who the photographer is? If someone was clicking away at me in a supermarket or something with his camera phone, I’d not exactly love it…
Then again, I recall this incident where I went to a monument in Delhi, and a young lady who seemed to be a student of photography, asked me to look out an ancient window, as she captured me. I obviously didn’t hesitate.
I dig the last pic, by the way. :)
Me. Me. Me.
Michelle: Which, unsurprisingly enough, seems to be the largest subset of the populace. Or maybe, I just come-off as this creepy person with a scary camera, making them uncomfortable; as I’ll surely be reiterating below.
chiaroscuro: I know! You seem to have no issues with being on either side of the camera. And regarding your plea involving the altar of art, I am quite sure you don’t really have to try very hard to get people—even those pesky model sorts—to pose for you. You’re just all warm and enchanting.
anonymiss: It does! Actually, it seems to matter less who the photographer really is and more how she makes the subject feel. By which I mean to say, I can never really take a picture in which the person appears entirely comfortable. The whole, “let’s give him the finger instead,” seems to be more my cup of tea. Maybe it’s my awkward glances.
J: Let’s see, I’m shooting in the dark here, but:
I think your first impulse is to be bashful, so you’re not too keen initially on appearing in front of the camera. But as you get comfortable and a couple of amorous glances later, you remember how lovely you are, and your initial qualms melt away.
oh you are so bloody right!