06/07/2026
I wanted to write something about the couple I photographed.
It was their wedding anniversary. 50 years.
The oldest couple I had photographed before them were actually my grandma and grandpa. And that was back at the very beginning of me even holding a camera in my hands.
Back when every frame was play and when I wasnât thinking too much about location or creating a specific scene, but only about them. Their love in their living room.
Today, those photographs serve as memories for my family.
Being given the honour and trust to document this love as well, in such a natural and quiet way, the love you are now seeing in this post, gave me so much peace and reminded me that what matters is still what is alive and tangible.
A touch, a hug, a smile and what truly matters, love, support and peace through life.
Age is just a number. A phrase we hear so often, but also something that feels so true.
Years shouldnât carry the weight of life and that number shouldnât become something that stops us from living fully.
Fifty years of marriage is, I believe, a lot of compromises, happy days and difficult days too, and still staying. Staying together through everything.
Holding hands and simply being exactly who you are in that moment is something so beautiful and joyful.
I have the blessing of being allowed to share these photographs here on my profile and it brings me so much joy that alongside all my work I also have couples like this in my portfolio. Because I know these photographs will stay as beautiful memories for everyone who comes after them, for generations of their family.
Holding your partnerâs hand after so many years, with a smile on your face and with such a deeply beautiful energy of love, to me, is one of the most priceless things in life.
It all started with the idea of their daughter who organised both this photoshoot and the celebration afterwards.
To be continued in comment
