11/16/2014
Rarely, do I purposefully edit photos in B&W, but I felt for this photo... It captured it best. The elegancy of the play between itself and the story it holds. And this is my reason:
This past weekend, I was a witness to a moment which will forever embed itself in my being. As I was assisting at a wedding, in the midst of the Groom's dance with his mother, I was sitting on the chilled, terracotta colored tiles, making my best attempt to capture their interactions. As I was scanning for my next vantage, I happened to glance at one of my best friend's parents.
What I saw, captivated me.
What I saw, riveted me.
What I saw, changed me.
What I saw, plain and simple, was... love.
Pure, raw, and beautiful.
Mary & Doug, simply, holding hands.
Doug, sitting in his chair, peacefully, eyes closed, his hand gently holding Mary's, listening, to his wife sing. Their fingers, danced slowly with each others, like the Groom and Bride just moments ago.
And Mary... Mary, grasping his, as if never wanting to let go, and gracefully singing what I believe was Bob Marley's "No woman, No cry." Her voice, ambient. Her heart, full. Her eyes, shinning with tears.
At first glance, I thought her tears were for the joy of that day, the joining of two amazing people and their stories, but what she expressed said something different... Rather, to me, what I saw taking place, was an embodiment of the full joy of her life with Doug.
The moments they walked together. Traveled the world together. The moments when they had argued and realized that their love mattered more than the issue at hand. The times they laughed, until it hurt. Those moments of blessings. Times of hardships. The times they triumphed over obstacles. And memories... of raising their son and daughter, to whom they are today.
There's this old clichè that goes a little something like, "Let the photo speak for it self." Normally, that would be the intent of the majority of photographs, to let the audience wonder at its thousand words. But at times, the story needs to breathe its own thousand.
That is... This photo.
Mary & Doug... You have moved me. I thank you for that, and I thank you for many more things.