Love, Magic and Legacy
In addition to weddings, I do a lot of event and portrait photography and occasionally I run into someone who runs from the camera or responds that they hate to have their picture taken because they don’t look “good in a photograph”.
Photography was a part of our lives for as long as I can remember. My mother was a photographer and she captured everything on film, organized, dated the prints, and placed them in photo albums. I remember one time, when I saw one of the photos of me that she had picked as a favorite, I expressed my dislike and pointed out all my “flaws”. She just shrugged her shoulders and said, “All I see is a lovely woman with a beautiful smile.” It’s funny how a simple statement can change your perspective so quickly. I never again complained about any photo of me, taken by her or anyone else, because I realized that it was a dishonor to her to not acknowledge the beauty she saw through her eyes. She never complained about any photo I made of her.
When she died almost three years ago, all the albums and photos of our times together helped me through my grief. To just run my hands over the prints somehow made me feel that I was reliving those moments that seemed to have passed by too quickly.
Today, of all days, is one to think about legacies and the “what if’s”
Science has proven that holding and looking at a photo of a loved one has the same emotional and physical effect as holding the hand of the person.
There is magic in our photos. Don’t deny your loved ones the gift of a photograph, whether it’s of you or of them, whether you’re the photographer or the one being photographed.