So, when my daughter asked my mom if she would dry her hair after her bath, and my mom, never getting to do it, jumped on the chance, I practically sprinted to get my camera. When before I would have just enjoyed the 5 minutes of solitude, I now understand I need to hold on to those sweet things.
My mom complained about being photographed, just like so many other woman I know. She complained about her appearance and her clutter and would have probably given me a laundry list of other things if I let her. But, like any good daughter, I just ignored her.
Instead, I just shot. I shot my daughter's little glances in the mirror. I shot my mother's little smiles as she soaked it all in. I told her I wasn't shooting her closet and that her clutter didn't matter.
I shot my mother's hands. I shot her familiar profile and her long silver-gray hair. I shot as she gently dried my daughter's hair and talked to her about the comb she was playing with.
Our 5-on-5 circle is a beautiful way to support some amazing documentary photographers, so please make sure to hit all the stops. Next up is my friend Stephanie Woodward, Utah Storytelling Photographer.
Until next time,