Artist -vs- Creep…
I’ve been pretty self concious about my weight and my back lately. I suffer from a slipped disc and chronic back pain and my gut isn’t helping. So I have been going hiking quite a bit with my camera. Today, around Lake Georgetown.
Lord it was hot but I wanted to burn off some steam and relax with my trusty camera.
Little did I know that the times have changed. You cannot go walking around the lake with a camera without someone saying something.
I was walking back to my truck; dripping with sweat and thinking I must have lost at least a whole pound when some teenagers that had just passed me turned and started yelling at me. They were say F*** You! and Pervert! and Don’t you take any pictures of me!
I was dumb founded and hadn’t a clue what they were talking about and it rather hurt my feelings a bit.
I hollard that they were mistaken and they yelled something incoherant back. So I hollard for them to not be so full of themselves and I had better things to do.
About then a car drove up the hill and the lady in that car yelled “Pervert!”
Well, here are the photos I took today. No “teens” here. I was torn about taking them a business card and showing them my work but I felt the situation was already Stupid and I was sweating so badly I thought I better get something to drink first. Not the Bud Light pictured here, though. (Ashame folks have to litter the lake)
It’s ashame that it used to be a gentleman with a camera was thought to be an artist – but you can’t go walking around with a camera without someone thinking you’re a pervert or something.
I guess they were just kids or something and maybe I shouldn’t let it bother me, but it did for awhile. At least I know who I am.
Peace, Love, and Scenery,