Have you looked back at your childhood photos lately?
There plenty of posed studio family portraits (pour one out for Olan Mills) but I find myself spending the most time with the candid captures. The photos of my family of six in the middle of a bustling dinner or my brother and I working on some sort of project in the backyard, covered in paint.
It’s in these moments—in our own home, in an un-rushed and un-posed state—when the idiosyncrasies of each family member can emerge.
Here, we are not thinking about what to do with our hands or worrying if the angle is flattering. Here, we’re just in the moment.
Aren’t these the photos we treasure the most and return to again and again? Sure there are messy corners and crumbs but…isn’t that real life?
When your kids are grown and their kids are rifling through old photos, what sort of moments do you want preserved for them to see?
Wanna see what happens if you relax and be yourself and let someone else be the one to authentically catch you (and your partner, your dog, your cat, your children, your grandparents, whoever!) living your life, crumbs and all?
