I love Vancouver as much as the film industry does. There are so many different flavours to this city and the Downtown Eastside is the place I go to find what I can only describe as the most amazing 'texture'. I figured Sunday morning at 8 a.m. would be a good time: few cars, and only a few people, so lots of ops to take photos of buildings and crows.
Then there was the guy who was deeply offended by me taking photos in Canada's poorest neighbourhood. The fact that he was at Main & Hastings, poverty's Ground Zero, was not lost on me. I am very careful when taking photos in areas like this, and try and be as respectful and invisible as possible, but I don't feel I should avoid them either because of fear. So, while shooting a building I heard: "Hey! Take my picture!" behind me and turned around to see him flipping me the bird:
So what did I do? What any self-respecting photographer would do: I took his picture. Then I immediately regretted it as he crossed the street and got right in my face to say, "Is this like going to the zoo for you? Coming down here and taking photos of people minding their own businesses?" I decided it would be better for my health to not tell him that I was photographing buildings and to mind his own business.