[PHOTOGRAPHERS] Have You Ever Encountered A Threatening Situation When Photographing In A Public Place? We Would Like To Hear About It
Imagine taking pictures in the middle of nowhere when suddenly someone gets really mad at you and tries to run you over with their truck. Sounds like a joke, doesn’t it? Unfortunately it isn’t – this is what photographer Alex Stone had to go through in Ramona, CA.
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The moron likely thinks Cliven Bundy is one of the good guys.
That’s when I pull out my .45 and ask him if he REALLY wants to pursue this…
Yes I had a biker come up to me at a bar. He said I took a picture of him cheating on his wife and wanted to kill me.
I was harassed by a security guard at Panama City Beach once. I had not even pointed my camera at anything. He said photographers had been trying to pay young girls to pose nude. I told him that I was an employee of an accredited news organization, there is a First Amendment, and he needed to mind his own business.
I was photographing a triathlon along a public highway with a bunch of other amateur photographers on O’ahu when a local pro photographer came along telling everyone to put away their cameras because he had the contract to photograph the event. They were all complying. I didn’t. He aggressively approached me and I told him to get bent. I reminded him we were in a public venue along a public highway. He became very angry and I told him to take off and if he wanted to assault me he’d find himself in jail with no photographs to sell. He stomped off, my fellow photographers applauded, laughed and pulled their cameras back out.
This sort of confrontation is uniquely American, I’m afraid. The closest I’ve come was being hauled into the back of an Interior Ministry 4X4 while taking photos of oil derricks in Azerbaijan. As we sped away, I was of course concerned, and my translator–who was also my driver–was even more freaked out. But I spent a pleasant 45 minutes in the office of the local colonel, who merely checked my credentials and faxed headquarters. While we waited for their decision, he and I watched dopey music videos and had tea. Nothing like the American in the video!
I was photographing horses at a farm in Tennessee on a rural road. There were 3 houses close by, and I talked to one of the residents who suggested a place for me to park, on public property Then I walked along the road taking pictures of horses and barns. An SUV came up and stopped on the road beside me, actually blocking a school bus for a few minutes. In the vehicle were a young white man and a young black woman. The man was driving and the woman asked something like “Why are you photographing my horses?” I said something like “Because I like to take pictures.” She said “Don’t you think you should ask my permission before you photographed my horses?” I said “Not necessarily.” She demanded that I give her my name, and I did. Then I asked if she would like to have my address too. She said no, she would get that information when she checked out my car tag. That was about 3 months ago, and I haven’t heard any more from her.