Street Photography by Steve McCurry courtesy of the Street Photographers Foundation
Toronto. The photo at left by Steve McCurry caught my eye. To me the name Street Photographer always meant a lone soul who scoured the city streets to snap photos of willing tourists, or wandered the streets like Fred Herzog recording the look and life in our downtown world.
Note: If you read National Geographic in the 1980s, you saw a cover shot by McCurry whether you recognized him or not. Forty years later I can still remember the young girl with the startling blue eyes!
I was surprised when George Dunbar emailed me the link to the Street Photographers Foundation with its amazing list of well known names not usually considered as Street Photographers (yet their very photos say otherwise). I only recognized Fred Herzog and his work in Vancouver as Street Photography. I knew many of the other names but never thought of them as Street Photographers!
Take a look at the story titled, “The Best Street Photographers of All Time” and see what I mean. And give a vote of thanks to that energetic old timer George Dunbar for ferreting out this amazing site and sharing it with us!
Note: The title of this post is a riff on part of a line in Janice Joplin’s sad 1970 rendition of Kris Kristofferson’s 1969 song, “Me and Bobby McGee” recorded shortly before her untimely death.
