“Excuse me, isn’t this a portrait blog?! There are no people in most of these photos….”
If you find yourself questioning what you are seeing this month, I am here to tell you not to worry.
You are absolutely right.
There are (almost) no people in these portraits.
As artists, we are consumed with the curiosity of capturing the human form, expressions and connection with one another.
In our daily life we are surrounded by humans, so it can be really easy to lose sight that without them, there are no portraits.
“Well, that is a silly concept,” one might say. “There is always going to be people so there is always going to be portraits.”
Perhaps.
Until one day “that” person is gone. The person that makes the realization apparent that life, while beautiful, is fragile and fleeting.
This month’s blog is in honour of those lost.
The possessions they cherished, touched or marked with their own handwriting.
It is of the spaces and memories they occupied. Where we look for them still.
There are people missing from these portraits.
But these portraits do represent people.
Ones we miss very much.
DEVON HALL ~ “I Carry You With Me”