These are some film favorites, from the past, that I have treasured for varying reasons, of which I list under each image....
My very first wedding, of my own, with my best friend, Shelly, in 2002. This has been framed and hanging over our piano, since 2002, and serves to remind me that we are never too old to do what we love or to find it and pursue it when we are older...
The beautiful Karissa, captured in 2006, with Ilford black and white film, while trying to figure out my digital camera. She and her husband Jeff have referred me since and, for that, I am eternally grateful.
San Clemente Pier, about 2004. I remember how lucky I felt when I saw this. This is also hanging on my wall and reminds me of "being free."
"Brynn," San Diego, California, 2001, on the trolley. We were just leaving Old Town and I was sitting opposite of her, when we started to pull out and she was tired. I lifted my camera for just one shot. This started me thinking about how much I really loved black and white film. I had always shot it from a little p & s, knowing nothing, but I was in school, learning how to shoot and develop, and this image was definitely a keeper. I entered it into the L.A. County Fair that year (the year before it went to "digital" submission and voting online) and out of over 3,000 submissions, it made it onto the exhibition wall, where just 200 pieces hung!!
2006: England Trip. I think I love this shot so much, because while back in England, in Southend, the place I was born, I made my uncle pull over, just so I could take a picture of this car. Not sure why? but I loved the feel of this seaside town, knowing I had been a part of it and I guess I had always tried to imagine my dad's "big" car, when I was little, and this just did it for me. End of story.
There are really no words for this image, except for the fact that I had begged to get my mom "home" to England, to see her dad, before it was too late. Our 10 days there, in March of 2006, were full of visits and I documented all of them. He left her and my nana, when she was 6 years old. It's a long and beautiful story and she actually wrote about it in a novel called, "Never Call Me Father." Someday, I would love to get it published for her. She deserves that. She's a beautiful lady and a beautiful writer. He was so healthy in this image, but he was gone just a few months later. My mom is truly an amazing example of forgiveness and grace.
My childhood friend's children. The boys just coming in from school. Southend, England 2006. I absolutely love this image. Annabella was waiting on "teatime" for all of us and she and "mum" had arranged a nice one... they had a big, beautiful front room, with white walls and white furniture and I asked them if they would just sit on the couch for me. I love the looks on their faces.
London Subway. 2006. I bought this black handbag, from Target, that I had stood and given a lot of thought to, before this trip. It needed to be big, but not too big. It needed to travel well, look like a purse, and conceal my film camera, a 50m, a 24-70m, a fisheye and a flash and lots of film, plus my necessities for a day out in London. Things move fast in the big city and once off the train, you are literally pushed from one platform to another, to staircases and then finally up onto the street. I was determined to get a shot like this and it was worth waiting around and moving like a snail, despite my mom and uncle's edging me along. The crowd had dispersed, and the next waive of passengers were on board. The one straggler, as the train took off, was perfect, and I got one chance to fire off about 5 shots. "Annoying people is worth the shot sometimes."
My cousin Jack. Abridge countryside. England 2006. Second to last stop, south, on the train, from London. It was about 40 degrees outside and my mom and I were at my uncle's for a family party. Jack and I decided that it might be good to get some shots, as he was about 16, at the time, and was thinking about submitting them to an agency in London.