No, I'm not making this up ... 

There are times when I'd take a more aggressive approach, but I really
didn't want to argue, have my camera confiscated, or any of that bullshit. 
It was a lovely, warm, sunny day - the first in more than a week that I
could get out and walk around - and I had no intention of turning it into a
pissing match with a cop who was only doing the job his community wanted
him to do.  He was polite - almost to the point of being apologetic - and a
gentleman, and we shook hands when the encounter was over.

Plus, I intend to photograph in that neighborhood again.  Since I was
stopped and my name and info was taken, I'd much rather have the cops on my
side, perhaps remembering that I'm one of the good guys.

No, I didn't like it - I felt that being stopped was an intrusion and an
invasion of my privacy, and I was tempted not to offer to let him see the
pix - but he was going to ask anyway.  Why not make the unpleasant and
annoying situation as good as it could be.  When it was over I continued on
my walk - it was just as enjoyable as it had been before the encounter, and
I got a sense, to some degree, what the cops have to deal with.  

Shel 


> [Original Message]
> From: Tom C 

> I might have got arrested... I probably would not have offered to show
him 
> the pictures, and I would have probably refused if asked.
>
> You probably did the right thing... but it's sort of sick to think that's 
> it's come to this.
>
> You're not making it up are you?
>
> Tom C.
>
>
>
>
> >From: "Shel Belinkoff" 

> >Earlier today I was walking from a friend's house to my bank, about a
mile
> >away.  It's a straight walk down one main street.  It was a perfect day
to
> >practice exposures with the isrDS.  I photographed mostly junk - just
> >subjects that had interesting or tricky lighting - a car half in half out
> >of shadow, signs, flowers, and so on.  My back has been bothering me, and
> >this was the first long walk I've taken in a while.  Every couple of
blocks
> >I'd sit on a fire hydrant to relax the muscles.
> >
> >About 3/4 the way into the walk a police cruiser pulled up along side me,
> >and out steps a sergeant.  He politely asked what I was doing and I said
-
> >not mentioning anything about photographing - that I was out for a
stroll.
> >He asked about the camera and I told him it was my new digi, and I was
just
> >making a few random shots to get used to it.  I asked if he wanted to see
> >the pics, and I also asked why he was interested in my camera.  He said
> >that someone had called in a complaint about me - seems I was walking
past
> >a school (a high school) and decided that was a good place to sit and
rest.
> >He was concerned that I might have been taking pictures of children.  As
it
> >happened, I only had two pix of kids on the card - one of a few guys
> >sitting in the shadow of a wall and another of a few girls running
towards
> >me.  These were all high school aged kids ....
> >
> >He didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with those, thanked me
for
> >being cooperative and friendly (after running my info through their
> >system), and suggested I be careful when using a camera near children. 
We
> >talked a little - he really didn't want to hang around too long - and he
> >told me that the world has changed radically since I started
photographing
> >back in 1967.
> >
> >I guess it has ... <sigh>


Reply via email to