Sometimes it’s not about the photo. Yes, I’ve been improving my photography (or at least I hope I have). And I enjoy a good image much more than a blurry snapshot. But in this case, it’s not so much about technical perfection.
I have another version of this same scene without the dog. It’s a better picture. But the whole reason I took the shot is that this? This is Chile.
I was standing inside a modern, air-conditioned gas station that is much more along the lines of the fancy British service stations that are practically destinations themselves than any sketchy, “do I really have to pee this badly?” gas station you’ll find on your average highway in the US. Over in the restaurant – there is a restaurant – flat-brimmed straw hats caught my eye. A couple of huasos, Chilean cowboys, were sitting down for a snack.
Outside, their horses were waiting patiently. And ok, there are horses in the US. There are cowboys in the US. But something about the juxtaposition of cars racing 70 miles per hour down the road and a lifestyle where the horse is still a main mode of transportation made me grab my camera. There is something else outside my urban, globalized, online lifestyle.
So why choose this over the better photo? The dog, of course. It wouldn’t be Chile without a friendly, well-fed street dog!