The Click
When you press the shutter there isn’t just that click of the shutter. There is also that click briefly before when you see the moment. It builds up. The light, the subject, your mood. You feel it. And some of these moments demands to be cherished. This one is for my wife.
Photograph by Wouter Brandsma
This Eastern weekend entry is filled with photographs mostly taken at the resort where my son gets therapeutic horseback riding. My son is diagnozed with autism and ADHD. Structuring his life is our number one priority, but is also, to be realistic, a huge stress factor for our lives. And while he ride the horse Lancelot we were able to spent some good time with our little daugter. And get some time to relax.
Leaving work I saw this sign. An ought place though.
Did I ever mention I like shadows?
Getting texture without adding texture.
We arrived at the stable.
While my son waited for his ride.
It was pretty warm, but my daughter didn’t want to leave without her boots.
Real life shadows, I just love shadows at bright sunny days.
And more shadows from my son on the horse Lancelot.
Being captivated by the light and the burst of the spring season.
My son on the back of Lancelot, such a beautiful and comfortable horse.
Finally my son was relaxed, tired, and wanted to go home.
My daughter was intrigued by her own shadow, although unconsiously it reminded me of Eastern when I reviewed this photograph.
We’re going home again.
All photographs by Wouter Brandsma
Wouter Brandsma 