Yesterday marked the first day of my two-day street photography workshop in Rome—and what a start it was. The city, as always, delivered. Trastevere, with its tangled alleys, sun-washed facades, and timeless rhythm, felt like it was waiting for us.

We spent the day chasing light—watching how it danced through the narrow streets, how it carved out contrast and softened corners. It was a beautiful challenge, both for black and white and color photography. Leica and Fuji cameras were in full swing, and the group’s energy was contagious. How light plays a role in photography is well known. How to take advantage of it is a different case. We used some time to play with that and I sense it was enlightening in more than one way.

We began in the heart of the neighborhood—Piazza di Santa Maria in Trastevere. The square was just waking up, bathed in soft golden light after some rain, that brushed across cobblestones and café tables. Locals strolled by with their dogs, the occasional Vespa buzzed past, and the basilica stood quietly, as it has for centuries. It was the perfect place to gather, sip a good Italian coffee, and talk cameras, light, and the art of seeing.

There’s something magical about that first hour of a workshop. Everyone’s still unsure of what to expect, adjusting their straps, checking their settings. But then, something shifts. The city starts to pull you in. It’s fascinating how multiple stories can unfold on a single street corner. We even had a spontaneous encounter with a dancing lady—one of those moments that reminds you why street photography is so full of surprises.

Strolling with cameras

We wandered without a very strict plan, but with a clear purpose. Finding the light. Letting curiosity lead the way Trastevere is generous like that. Every corner offers a new texture, a new character, a new play of light and shadow.

What I loved most was watching everyone begin to trust their instincts. To stop overthinking composition and start feeling it. That’s when the real magic happens—when you stop chasing the “perfect” shot and start responding to the energy of the street.

By midday, memory cards were filling up and conversations were flowing. We paused for late and quick lunch, shared a few favorite frames, and reflected on what we’d seen—and what we’d missed. That’s the beauty of street photography: it teaches you to be present, to look again, to notice the unnoticed.

Day one ended with tired feet, full hearts, and a quiet buzz of anticipation for what tomorrow will bring. Rome has more stories to tell—and we’re ready to listen.
When you are reading this I am on my way home, but will update with notes from day two very soon.

If you want to be part of this, and I am sure you will, then I offer more workshops you can select in the calendar.

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