A photographer’s beautifuk meditation on how his portraits love his subjects.
I’ve known it for a while: that my romance isn’t with photography, per se, but with the wondrous array of people it connects me to. Photography gives voice to the way I feel when I’m with someone, the way they impact me, the dreams I have for them. Photography is my language, the shadows and highlights as articulate as any words I could conjure. I may feel afraid to say, out loud, “You are magic.” But I can say this with my camera. I may hesitate to put words to my deep certainty of another’s beauty, but I can define it with my lens.