Towards the end of July the twin cities celebrate Canalfest. The newsroom usually sends you to take pictures of a specific event say a pie eating contest or a baby race. Yes you read that right, a baby race.
Being the last day of the fair my assignment was fireworks. I find photographing fireworks boring and tedious but its all part of the job.
Photographing people on the other hand is quite entertaining. They are unpredictable, you never know what you’re gonna see. I usually roam and end up around the rides and games. You see the masses of strangers. Families in their own worlds.
The end of the fireworks display is the signal for mass exodus. I had taken all the safe shots, the ones the paper would run. Fireworks, rides, lines and fun.
As Canalfest closed up, I walked around to entertain myself and avoid the traffic. I looked for the photographs the paper seldom runs. Garbage. Emptiness. I found an operator packing up one of the popular games. The paper ran the fireworks.