Often I have enlisted friends and family to sit in front of my camera and let me practice on them.With them,practice with them. None share my enthusiasm for photographic images and the stories they tell. I can say with candor and truth that none of the men in these images have ever posed with a flower in their hair. But other than a slight hesitation, they all agreed. That to me is trust and that my friends have a wonderful sense of humor or that I have more power than I realize.The women wanted to add their own beautiful, creative, witty selves to the series. And it continues.
It has taken me quite a while to consider myself a photographer.In my lifetime I have been daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother, great grandmother, empty nester, widow, and partner.Never in those years was I a photographer. Frankly, except for family memories, I didn't have time. Some might, and have said that I am stubborn.I prefer determined.When I had time later in my life to learn new skills, I decided to be determined about photography.It has been a Life changing,challenging new skill. I have always seen stories in the world around me,now I have a way to tell them.
