When you look through photographs in someone else’s album, usually they are sitting beside you, ready to tell you the story behind it. It’s the every day ones that have the best stories. Not the posed ones.
I guess since I try to be a storyteller, it’s the candid moments that I notice most. The funny faces when someone is cheating at cards, the concentration while picking apples from a tree.
The cadence of voices as a book is being read.
And I celebrate families who let me tell their story in this way – even if the formal portrait is the one that is hung above the fireplace … I know these are the ones that family and friends look through over and over again in an album.
You and you and you and you.
You (and your traditions) are worth noticing.