I have a theory that each one of us has a particular type of portrait that, when we see it, taps into something deeper inside of us. For me, this is a portrait that holds within it the notion that time is fleeting. I look at images like the one of Nicky, above, where the sun is shining and the wind is blowing her hair and her mind is elsewhere as she walks along the beach on her wedding day and I feel this warm, radiating sense of nostalgia. It’s a hard sensation to describe, but it incorporates so many emotions: an appreciation for the beautiful person that she is now; a bit of bittersweet sadness that this moment, the way we see it, will never happen again; a wistful longing to feel that sunshine and smell the salty air on a day that feels as if nothing could ever go wrong; and perhaps, strangest of all, a sense of being many, many years older, looking back on this image of a loved one and remembering everything that I treasured about her.
There’s a sense of movement to these images – a sense of time passing or emotions swelling or a unique life being lived that will never be lived this very same way again. These are the portraits that I am most susceptible to and enriched by. That’s where I feel the magic of the camera the most.