In Chicago there are a few places that you can aim your camera and not get too many modern all glass skyscrapers in the view. The river is one of those areas. I was out with my Nikon DSLR scouting. The sky was crappy the lighting was too flat. But I was shooting away and then there was this (I'm being kind here) really old man in a too big suit standing next to me. He'd been watching me and saw what I was avoiding.
He said the only way i was to get a really nice shot was with a "view camera". He did not understand why photographers even used "snapshot cameras". I smiled, held my tongue and let him chat away. It seems he was an art agency copywrihter in the late 40s to the 70s. His accounts read like a whos who of Chicago Companies. The Photographers he wrote copy for were too. Hedrich Blessing was his favorite. He said "all those boys had the eye". I agreed. I asked him if he'd follow me to my car to show him something. He did hesitantly but with a big Chicago cop nearby we got to my car. I popped the trunk and pulled out my V8 Deardorff #500. (the first one with front swings and a Serial number) He looke at me, smiled and said he was glad photography had not gone away like he'd feared. I told him I just wanted a sunnier day.
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