I expected that, in accordance with the digital limitlessness she would bring back hundreds of photos, but to my surprise, Kaja took only five. I was astonished by the respect with which my daughter approached the art of photography.
The five pictures that Kaja made were truly a revelation. Each of the frames described only my daughter’s most important memories from the trip: a picture (taken on the bus) of the fleeing fields, a picture of the sea together with the mainland, a photo of the sea itself, a picture of a cloud in the shape of an angel (Kaja told me that she saw her guardian angel in the clouds), and a photo of an ice cream in a wafer.
My own adventure with photography has begun as recently as in 2011, but pretty soon I was able to find my own style. From the beginning I focused on content rather than form, and to tell a story in every picture has become my goal. You can see my previous post here.
But this path has entailed that with time I started to look too widely at issues, to expand frames too strongly and I also felt that I fell into patterns. As every creator I felt it was time for a fresh look and I am very fortunate to have Kaja who became my example.