Photography

Sometimes I wish I could capture moments, scenes, with my bare brown eyes. Store them in my mind where I'll never forget, where no one else would know, where the feelings and thoughts of that precise moment wouldn't be lost. His eyes were on me, staring, incertain, but friendly, so small but yet so smart. He has much more room for imagination, he can get lost within time and forget all his worries, focussing in what he really wants.A kid. I wish I could see through his mind and know what he's thinking... understand why each year his mind would darken and his heart would shrink. Why his face smiles in the reflection of my eyes and why in a few years.. he will never smile at any stranger again. I wanted to capture the scene including the lady.. getting off the bus with her hair being pulled back by the wind, discovering the colors, the texture..her purple scarf recover life around her blue jacket. It just captured my attention. I think life is full of distractions.. depending deeply in our point of view. I like to remember people on their good days, or when they're smiling. No matter how criked or how much of their breakfast is showing... a smile always does it. It moves every single muscle of the face, it light's it up. It's fascinating. 

I wish I could capture things all the time... This is why I fell in love with photography, the way it expresses the silence, unsaid words, the moment, the feeling, the sounds... the essence