I say that I'm an "invasive" photographer, and well...I am. I'm often on the street shooting, in different cities, both in the U.S. and overseas. I pride myself on being able to fall into the background, to become part of the landscape. It's a skill. Creating "invisibility" allows me to capture moments, un-edited by by a subject's self conscious awareness.

BUT...there are times when I am seen through my cloak. Those in "positions of authority" are looking out for just that moment to negate the shutterbug, dis-allowing permission to photograph! Security guards for corporate institutions have often reprimanded me. At demonstrations, policemen have turned their heads (if there is no law broken, they don't have legal recourse, but it is definitely unpleasant for them.), even a Trader Joe's employee warned me off because I had a camera around my neck, and I was just gettin' beer!

At The Brooklyn Museum last week, in the exhibit "Who Shot Rock and Roll," an homage to photographers who...I guess...created the cultural imagery of rock and roll, I snapped a few (sans flash): photos of the droves looking at an exhibit of photos. But...as a guard shouted across the room "NO PHOTOS", I did as I do, put my head down and slunk back into invisibility.

Never thought I'd feel like an outlaw for takin' pictures.

Here's a few where I wasn't appreciated:

-k