I often think how strange it is that the instant captured in a photograph can communicate more than an hour-long speech, a day of celebrations or a year of war. It’s fascinating, and sometimes frightening, to see the power that a fraction of a second can have. The instant the shutter releases, by happy coincidence or painstaking planning, a couple of inches of film records a set of shapes that will never be there again. That moment, that light, those people, that movement, those emotions, your camera… all of that will never meet how it did for that 1/60th of a second, and that snapshot can never be relived.
Places, people, feelings; captured ageless in images. My quest for photographs that mean.
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