A good snapshot stops a moment from running away. ~Eudora Welty
While recently visiting with a friend, I captured the weekend ritual of her husband quietly reading his Sunday newspaper. I was struck by the intimacy of the scene. The way the sunlight was illuminating his face, the stillness of the room, and the gentle rustling of the pages. I felt like an intruder in his space, his moment... that precious time alone before the hustle and bustle of the day begins.
In my featured photograph, Mamadunk captured a similarly private moment. It leaves me wanting to know more of the story but also wondering what emotions she had when she clicked. What about the scene spoke to her heart? Was it the sense of aloneness that was almost palpable?
It is in these moments that I hesitate. What do you do? Do you take the shot knowing that just the click of the camera may interrupt the magic?
tammy lee of bliss and folly
untitled by mamadunk