Sydney July – August 2015 (8 photos)
A few times now, I have been asked how I do my candid street photos without being noticed. Well, it’s quite simple.
I am a Secret Agent Man.
And I went to Secret Agent School.
Where I excelled in the art and craft of disguise. When I want to, I can effortlessly become a ghost; indistinguishable from my surroundings. Invisible to whom I choose.
I learnt to develop quick reflexes and aim on rapidly moving targets as a survival tool.
(Note: Don’t expect seagull photography to become a feature of this blog)
We were taught how to recognise Megalomaniacs and other baddies, and infiltrate their organisations, all whilst casually drinking a martini. Hint: Megalomaniacs love to walk with large scale models of their intended conquest beneath their feet whilst laughing menacingly and deliberately.
At Secret Agent School, I was trained in over 100 modes of armed and un-armed combat. I fear no-one, not even the scariest and angriest of assailants. My weapon of choice is an M9.
The ability to infiltrate and bypass complex security networks undetected is now second nature to me.
These valuable skills have given me the ability to survive being discovered by those who seek me out. I have no problem getting close to my targets, remaining invisible and escaping without fear of being noticed.
Why did I become a secret agent? Because saving the world never goes out of style.
One day, they might make a movie about me. They’ve already written the song:
There’s a man who leads a life of danger
To everyone he meets he stays a stranger
With every move he makes another chance he takes
Odds are he won’t live to see tomorrow
Secret agent man, secret agent man
They’ve given you a number and taken away your name
“Secret Agent Man” is a song written by PF Sloan and Steve Barri. The most famous recording of the song was made by Johnny Rivers for the opening titles of the American broadcast of the British spy series Danger Man, which aired in the U.S. as Secret Agent from 1964 to 1966.
The above are selected photos from a couple of good days out with the camera, reaffirming the value of an almond croissant and cappuccino to the creative process. Candid photography is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you’re gonna get.