I wanted to capture a picture of our hands together for a very long time…
Finally got to do that one beautiful summer’s day last year. Three generations of women together. Grandmother, mother, daughter…
…all first-born daughters. I think that’s pretty wonderful.
I love the contrast of these hands I know so very well—from the smoothness of my daughter’s beautiful hand, to the older—even more beautiful hand of my mother. There is beauty at each and every stage to me.
{ages 22, 50 & 73 represented here in our hands}
Even though I’m not especially excited about the age-spots, wrinkles & more-prominent veins in my hands, I love what they represent: Age. Experience. Love…Time.
The capturing of time—even just a little bit of it—brings me great joy…
…always has, always will.
I guess that’s why I do what I do.
Julie
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