Being a Photographer is sort of a curse. It's almost like when your brain has become so accustomed to capturing intriguing and peculiar subjects, whether you have your camera on you or not, you can't just turn off that ability. Therefore, side effects include: abruptly stopping to photograph random shit and staring at objects, patterns, or people for long periods of time. I came up with this term "photographer's guilt", which basically means seeing something that deserves to be photographed but because one may not have their camera on them, they can't and therefore regret or feel guilty about not bringing out their camera because they realize they probably can't capture that moment in the same way they saw it ever again. You may be thinking, it's not like you have to take pictures of everything Flo, geez. This is true but one of the thrills of photography as an art form is the spontaneity and skill that it takes to get a good photograph at any given moment. Not only is that a combination of right place, right time and just pure luck, but being able to have an eye for good shit. That was a long ass introduction but Michael Nguie's work beautifully embodies all the great things about photography, and his "eye for good shit" is absolutely impeccable. It's photographers like these that encourage me to never forget to bring my camera out when I leave home. I once recognized Ricky Powell in Soho and he told me the same thing, you really are losing nothing just by putting it around your neck and going about your day, speaking of which, Ricky followed me on Instagram yesterday that was fucking awesome. Ok, now all that being said, check out Michael's work.
