This is a very ironical situation and makes me sad of my assumptions ..and you dont have to agree with me ,,
The photographers at Juhu Beach are mostly migrants , they have come from distant places , bought a camera and shoot the local tourist as Juhu Beach or Juhu Chowpatty which is Mumbais pride and No1 Tourist spot ,, badly managed and no effort made to keep it pristine clean .. politicians are busy touching those schemes that generate profits and most of the schemes are moneymaking apparatus..
Not a single politician even those that are photo enthusiasts have tried to help the Marathi Manoos learn photography , give him the push impetus to become photographers and earn money like the migrants and living in Mumbai for last 60 years I know that the Marathi Manoos is not lazy , most of the graphic designers creative artists are Marathi ,, but yes they dont come from a rich background they need financial support vocational guidance ,, and yes they cant afford the fancy exorbitant photography schools and the one premier Institute JJ .. is not enough for a city like Mumbai.
We are self learners but yes we could afford cameras and photography demands a good camera body lens ,, the market is competitive now but 30 years back photography was a rich mans laid back hobby.. shooting on film I shot on Velvia Asa 50 and Ilford Delta, photography was expensive , filters , flash etc..upkeep servicing processing printing..
Digital changed it completely ,, and mobile phone made it accessible as an inspiration the feel of a DSLR is the real thing..the throbbing of the camera body the ,,and though I am now after burning my fingers not a equipment accumulating guy , I still envy those with better cameras why not I am human and not financially well off and photography is not my primary source of income.. I am a hobbyist and this love for photography turned my grandkids into photographers too.. they will never fear the Camera ever like I did at the age 40 something..when I began my tryst with Shivas Third Eye .
So if photography was taught to those unemployed youth I am sure they could be absorbed in many fields of documentation , but many photographers in Mumbai only think of their self interest , many could become good photo journalists and not be shooting shit that the newspaper photographers churn out to justify their salary.. some of the pictures in DNA HT and Midday are horrid with total lack of originality to say the least , I dont read and never will The Times Of India Bombay Times or Mumbai Mirror ..there are more crap artists there , and its time newspapers sourced good pictures from bloggers and amateurs .
The worst place to find good photographers and I say this with a heavy heart is Camera Clubs .. that have now become personal fiefdoms of old rusty crotchety one leg in the grave fine art photographers ..I was a product of a Camera Club I saved my creative soul from burning in hell I became an incorrigible photo blogger .
I well not talk about myself my body of work is at Flickr ,,, and I learn everyday every minute as I favorite my friend followers photostreams ,,I dont want to be a photographer like anyone of them.. I dont want Explore I am happy seeing their work taking inspiration and I make it a point that Marziya 7 and Nerjis 3 see their work,, I too have a leg in the grave but I am using my time to educate my family tree to the better aspects of great good street photography ..
So seeing a tourist Juhu photographer shooting a couple in love holistically healing their love is more important than a few bucks he will make for an instant copy of their memorable visit to Mumbai during Durga Visarjan.
The most important lesson in photography is Humility ,, it you dont have it your importance as a photographer is zilch meaningless ,,Arrogance in a photographer is the cancerous disease that even Time wont heal.
This is dedicated to my dearest friend the simple unassuming Kelly Rae ,, she shoots what I will never be able to shoot .. she shoots the hidden treasure in the souls of Man and Woman.
Do visit her photostream.. my best friend Fred Miller began his day taking in the breath of her picture he did it till the end drew near .. He was a hardcore Kelly Rae Fan... like me.
If I had a bit of Kelly Rae .. within my soul evil dragons I would slay.. what you call poetry I call juggling of word play,,
