I had the immense honor of spending an afternoon with Stanley, a humble craftsman. From the moment we began conversing I knew the shoot was going to be something special.
As I was documenting Stanley in his workshop, a place he has pursued his hobby with great passions for years, I began feeling an overwhelming sense of something that really couldn't be expressed with words. An emotion. A feeling. That's one of the best things about photography for me: the ability to tell the stories and convey the emotions words faulted with. And that's why I hold it so close to my heart.
His aged and battered hands began to present a very raw story to me. In the many years of Stanley's life, with his loving and charismatic personality, how many people's lives have those hands impacted? How many handshakes, slaps on the back, and acts of service and kindness has he given?
I'm just a small piece in comparison to the lifetime of impact he's had on his family, his community.
As a photographer, these are the moments I want to capture, these are the stories I want to tell. I want to photograph real people in an honest, unflinching way.
My hope and prayer is that I am a blessing to both my past and future clients because each and every one has been and will be a blessing to me.