thirty seconds between a lingering observation, a composition, and a few metered breaths. things settle. the lungs expand, the eyes blink then wander up and around, then back to center.
after the shutter is depressed, the anticipation builds. we make out the outlines in our heads while making small talk. i usually ask a few tangential questions to fill the time with chatter. but it is never wasted or frivolous.
i those precious seconds, i give my all. i give up the ghost.
i am and remain transparent.
smiles are easy to come by, and for a brief second, there is a brief flash of concern or nervousness. that makes the whole experience more human, and definitely more interesting.
in my head, a timer sounds. i place the unpeeled print in the hands of the sitter. hesitation mixes with a sense of the unknown. we create mystery and allure together.
the backing material and chemistry separates from the developed image, and now we see what beauty we’ve made.