I spend so much of my time looking at old photos. It's a bit of an obsession, because I love the faded colours, and the way they were taken, all still and fancy. I love the old victorian images of children, the way the child was positioned, in their very best clothing, and made to stand oh so very still, because of the long exposure time it took. Sometimes, you can see the image is a bit blurred, or a hand is out of focus, because of the impatient movement of a little person. How those parents managed to keep their children still for long enough, is beyond me! When I look at a golden boy, and see the impish longing to be free in his eyes, or that little girl with her dolly, itching to run away, bows flying as she escapes, it makes me sad and filled with a kind of wonder too. Those little people, all grown up, or passed away, some of their spirit still captured, for the world to see.
To be remembered.
I love photographing this girl. But she really is so hard to capture! Being 2 and a half, one would expect that, but I love that I can take photos of these children of mine, and have a memory that is so clear, such a realistic and vivid take of their faces and souls.
I've created a photoshop action for these photos. It's called yellow haze.
Here she is, my girl, driving me crazy because she wont sit still, and then, looking at the images I took, filling me with love, parental bliss and adoration. Thank goodness I don't have to stress about the long exposure these days, because I would never achieve the photos I catch otherwise!
