Just call me a paparazzo of the nuns.
If you’ve followed previous photo posts, here and on my Instagram feed, you’ll know that I’m a big fan of capturing nuns when they’re out and about in everyday life. Most paparazzi perk up when they see famous personalities. I perk up and swing into action when nuns show up.
Waiting for just the right moment…
We were in Seville, Spain for a week. Easy and economical flight from Venice. Just two-and-half hours. This was our third day of roaming the city. My camera was ready for whatever or whoever would present itself or themselves.
Then, these two sisters seemingly emerged out of nowhere. I knew my window of opportunity would be brief. In less than two minutes they would be gone.
How might I capture something noteworthy and in a reportage vein?
Enter a waiter walk while his head was buried in his phone. Dangerous stuff in these uneven cobblestone streets. I pointed my camera and started shooting, hoping and praying for the moment when he’d become aware of the nuns coming his way.
All it takes is one frame.
Whew, when reviewing my day’s work later back at our Airbnb apartment, I anxiously scrolled through my captures. Bingo! The moment I’d hoped for was there. Just one. In all others, he was oblivious to the nuns. Would it be in focus? Check. Would the exposure be right? Check again.
One day, a photo exhibition or book of nuns out and about.
I’ve been threatening to do it. This image is an impetus to get going and make a plan.