BAD BOY

That's what a mum probably thought when she saw me taking pictures of the kids at a public fountain.
A car with two police men came and they started questening me.
I have been nice to them and explained everything and showed them the pictures.
Which I don't have to do!
I told them, that I have been there taking pictures over 10 years almost every summer.
Sitting, standing next to the fountains with my camera more than 250 hours in total.
My project has been in newspapers, I had exhibitions and won a photo competition.
The police knows that I can take legally photos there and also publish them.
They were nice to me. I could see that they felt a bit bad.
But if somebody calls the police, they have to check on it.
I understand.
What I don't understand: Why didn't the mum talk to me?
I would have showed her the pictures, explained the project and would have given her one of my prints (which I had with me).
Now I have a new story to tell!
I will never know who the person was who called the police - or maybe? If you read this article, write me & we get together for ice cream and good conversations.
We will laugh together about this situation!