Not just in the US. here in France too it’s hard to imagine anything like that happening nowadays. Which is kinda sad.
Back then, my mom would let me come and go to school all by myself, aged 7. I would ride my bike (and, yeah, I had a few accidents, none involving a car). Soon after that, I was also free to go wherever the funk I fancied, just had a curfew. Aged 10, I was already spending a lot of time roaming the streets of the city alone, carrying only my camera (I hobby I had recently started and instantly fell in love… I still do it today, I just switched the camera for a sketchbook). I was meeting complete strangers, following them to places where no little boy was supposed to be. I did my first concert as a photographer aged 13… I also completely screwed almost all the shots, lacking any experience working under such complex lighting conditions but that’s another story that, 40+ years later, I still remember as vividly as I recall the shame/humiliation I felt when I had to explain the band why I had this few pictures to give them, despite them being more than cool with stupid-me :p
Not just in the US. here in France too it’s hard to imagine anything like that happening nowadays. Which is kinda sad.
Back then, my mom would let me come and go to school all by myself, aged 7. I would ride my bike (and, yeah, I had a few accidents, none involving a car). Soon after that, I was also free to go wherever the funk I fancied, just had a curfew. Aged 10, I was already spending a lot of time roaming the streets of the city alone, carrying only my camera (I hobby I had recently started and instantly fell in love… I still do it today, I just switched the camera for a sketchbook). I was meeting complete strangers, following them to places where no little boy was supposed to be. I did my first concert as a photographer aged 13… I also completely screwed almost all the shots, lacking any experience working under such complex lighting conditions but that’s another story that, 40+ years later, I still remember as vividly as I recall the shame/humiliation I felt when I had to explain the band why I had this few pictures to give them, despite them being more than cool with stupid-me :p
That was back in 70s, early 80s.