WOOSTER–My old housemate Tim called me a few weeks back and asked if I could shoot his daughter Amber’s senior portraits. Of course I agreed but the recently recurring thought hit me, “How quickly does time go by…”
While I see Tim every few months and sit in his media-filled living room to talk movies and books, comics, television, life and politics it had been years since I’d seen his daughter. The last time I remember seeing her she was six or seven-years-old. Her father was renting a room in my house and she was visiting for the weekend. I walked into my living room and she was carefully going through my collection of vintage photos which I had been organizing.
She asked me about one, which had, long ago been in a newspaper. The editor’s desired crop was indicated on the print with red grease pencil lines. “Andrew,” said the little girl, “Why doesn’t someone want these other people in this picture?” I explained that I couldn’t know the specifics but that it was probably nothing personal and how space in a paper had to be filled in certain ways. She nodded and continued looking through the prints, holding them delicately by the edges in the manner her father undoubtedly had taught her.
And so, though I suppose it shouldn’t, it came as something of a surprise to realize ten or so years had passed and she is now a young woman preparing to graduate and go off to college. The following are some of the portraits we took one sunny Fall afternoon.
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