Walking the streets, I become a silent witness to the life that passes on each corner. I am a mere spectator, a person with a camera in hand, ready to capture those fleeting moments that define the essence of the everyday.
Each photograph is a window into a different world, a small story frozen in time.
I like this photo because it conveys movement on the street but at the same time stillness in the people, they look outside the photo and invites us to wonder what lies beyond.
A mother walking hand in hand with her daughter, a beautiful family scene in the middle of the urban environment of the city.
The following three photos have something in common; three men walking with a bag in their hand, each in their own way, very possibly those bags have food for their homes.
Throughout the city we can find these people working as car watchers, the first one I found seemed very curious to me because he was sitting on a chair, on a high part and had an attitude as if he were sitting on his own personal throne from where he could observe all the cars he took care of.
I liked the next photograph because the car watcher had a hat that matched the cones on the street, in a way he is like the third cone in this photo!
A woman sitting in the hairdresser's shop, I liked that she looked smiling and happy.
Guiding lines have become one of my favorite composition methods when I am doing street photography:
A soccer field that holds many stories, even I used to play there when I was a child.
Another of my favorite things when I am doing street photography is to photograph the old cars that I find all over the city...
All these photographs were taken with my Canon RP camera and a 24-105mm lens.
I hope that these urban photographs have given you a glimpse into life in a Venezuelan city