I was photographing the girl in gray and her friend when I felt a tap on the shoulder and a voice said, "I want my picture taken." I turned round and there was this woman. "Of course," I said. She was looking closely at me as I adjusted the tripod and said, "You photographed me before, you know, with my mother, about ten years ago. You gave us a copy of the picture and we used it at my mother's funeral." I remembered then that I had. I did her elder sister as well. See, "Girl with a comb in her hair".
Monday, July 5, 2010
Woman in blue
I was photographing the girl in gray and her friend when I felt a tap on the shoulder and a voice said, "I want my picture taken." I turned round and there was this woman. "Of course," I said. She was looking closely at me as I adjusted the tripod and said, "You photographed me before, you know, with my mother, about ten years ago. You gave us a copy of the picture and we used it at my mother's funeral." I remembered then that I had. I did her elder sister as well. See, "Girl with a comb in her hair".
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This is a strong woman. Please tell her this when you give her the print, if you haven't already. Stay well, Lori
ReplyDeleteShe was right, the camera loves her. It still does. Beautiful.
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