heavy hands
One of my favorite ideas to consider is the passing of time - how heavy it can feel, or how light. How we search for it and how we cannot touch it. I think I'm partially so interested because I've never had a problem with it - with aging, with death, with regret. I'm not saying I haven't struggled with those things, but that I tend to see them in a positive light. That was my inspiration for creating this image.
Yesterday I ran out shooting, very excitedly, and arrived at my location with ten minutes to spare until perfect light. I jumped in the back of my car, put a dress on, gathered my things and walked out into the field to take a photo I had been daydreaming of earlier. I waited for the perfect moment, took my test shot, and then: No memory card.
I laughed and laughed at myself, especially since a small crowd had gathered, clearly expecting to see something interesting happen, and there I was, memory-cardless... or just memory-less! I got a big "Awwww!" from them and we laughed together, and then I was on my merry way. These things happen, and if we can't learn to laugh at ourselves our good humor perishes. Just laugh, few things are such a big deal in the grand scheme of time.
Model: Jen Brook, photographed in Melbourne, Australia.
heavy hands
One of my favorite ideas to consider is the passing of time - how heavy it can feel, or how light. How we search for it and how we cannot touch it. I think I'm partially so interested because I've never had a problem with it - with aging, with death, with regret. I'm not saying I haven't struggled with those things, but that I tend to see them in a positive light. That was my inspiration for creating this image.
Yesterday I ran out shooting, very excitedly, and arrived at my location with ten minutes to spare until perfect light. I jumped in the back of my car, put a dress on, gathered my things and walked out into the field to take a photo I had been daydreaming of earlier. I waited for the perfect moment, took my test shot, and then: No memory card.
I laughed and laughed at myself, especially since a small crowd had gathered, clearly expecting to see something interesting happen, and there I was, memory-cardless... or just memory-less! I got a big "Awwww!" from them and we laughed together, and then I was on my merry way. These things happen, and if we can't learn to laugh at ourselves our good humor perishes. Just laugh, few things are such a big deal in the grand scheme of time.
Model: Jen Brook, photographed in Melbourne, Australia.