The Guard at 45 Fremont gave me crap when I was taking this photo from outside the building the other day. I asked him if he remembered the last guy whose portrait I took there. The guy who flipped me off. He said he did. I asked if that guy still worked there and he said no. I told him that I wasn’t going to take his portrait today but that I was shooting from a public area and that he should go back inside and let me finish up with my shooting and that I’d be leaving when I was done. He said ok and went back inside.
Some people never learn. It kind of pisses me off a bit because 95% of people who are asked not to shoot from public areas will just listen to the security guard and not challenge their authority. He wasn’t going to give me crap because of the fallout over it the last time at this building, but it makes me wonder how he would have treated a different photographer.
On an unrelated note, I’ve always seen the bridge walkway that connects 45 Fremont and 50 Beale Street as a lifeline between two hearts. I’m not sure why. I think you can see it better as a lifeline here.
Here in DC I always get crap from the guards around the various World Bank buildings for shooting outside and shooting the architecture. Is this legit or just more of the same BS? Sadly I gave in and said I would stop shooting the two times this has happened. But now I feel like I should push it.
The 14th floor bridge was where we bridged the thickwire Ethernet runs for the two buildings, back when that technology was viable. So not an inapt description.
Jon – from what I’ve read online, shooting in DC can get you into more trouble than you can ever imagine. Most of those buildings *DO* have legal protection from being photographed. The catch? The laws making it illegal to photograph are secret – they can’t show them to you. Next you know, the rent-a-cops call the FBI and then you’re in a room with everyone assuming you’re a terrorist. Most other cities it’s just the rent-a-cop and maybe the local police and the stakes aren’t quite as high.