(Shout out to my husband: if it weren't for him, there would be NO evidence that our family ever existed. Thanks, lovey. Just one of the many reasons...)
So when I see photography that captures those gorgeous fleeting moments - the ones I'm too busy enjoying as my camera hangs heavy and useless from the strap around my neck - not only do I admire the image, but I admire the photographer, for having the discipline and grace, to create a beautiful slice of time preserved.
|Shaw's brand new self-titled gallery in Oak Bluffs, MA.|