My cousin wearing a hat. My hat. Dammit, she looks better in it than I do.

Those Things On Her Head

My cousin wearing a hat. My hat. Dammit, she looks better in it than I do.
My cousin wearing a hat. My hat. Dammit, she looks better in it than I do.
My cousin wearing one of those South American type beanies. Still not as good as the hat.
My cousin wearing one of those South American type beanies. Still not as good as the hat.

There is a certain allure in capturing people’s portraits. I guess it stems from me wanting to know more about people. It’s a rush to watch their reactions and emotions change as they go through the world around them. It sounds a little creepy, I know, but it’s not just that. My experience with people become seeds to characters in the stories I write, or at least try and write. It’s one of those things you can only get better by living through the moment.

That’s what the photos are. Expressions immortalised as captured moments. It’s easy to do it as a keepsake, and no doubt there is nothing wrong with that. It’s something else entirely to have a single person’s image tell you a story in itself. As a writer and not just a photographer, I want that “story” above the simple selfie. I want that moment to matter. There is nothing wrong about seeking that out too.

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