Fathers and Daughters
I was so happy when asked several weeks ago to photograph this special father and daughter. While I’m not a father, I’m certainly a daughter and one relationship that remains dear to my heart (so dear infact that I can’t voice it without getting a lump in my throat) is the one with my own father. This relationship is never played out in words but merely in actions and gestures. I guess very few men, especially of previous generations, can voice or accept emotions when it comes to things personal to THEIR hearts. Instead love is shown by the security they provide, the protectiveness they show and the values they instill in you. It’s not until much later in life that you come to realize that this was their way of showing you love – a relationship defined by a lack of words and an abundance of everything else. I guess this is what John Gregory Brown meant when he so beautifully wrote:
“There’s something like a line of gold thread running through a man’s words when he talks to his daughter, and gradually over the years it gets to be long enough for you to pick up in your hands and weave into a cloth that feels like love itself. “
The few hours I spent with this father and daughter, there seemed to be nothing lacking at all. Well fed and super cutely dressed, we ventured off to the breezy pier and then to the park for some quality daddy-daughter (& one shutter-happy photographer) time. We walked, we checked out dogs, we read, we went on a swing – we were content just hanging out. The long, sultry stares that are so characteristic of this little princess were only penetrable by her father. The giggles and laughs were truly forthcoming by the end of the session.
I left them feeling extremely content. It’s nice to see a girl so well looked after by her father. This little girl’s life will definitely not be short of gold threads – in fact, she’s already pretty snug in that cloth of love.