Over the weekend, I had the chance to witness something I thought only happened in movies. It was an event ripe with photographic opportunities, but I chose not to shoot a single frame, leaving my camera in the bag.
Why? Because some events are too private to be documented, and some experiences are meant only for those who are present. Because some moments are meant to be lived, not made to be captured. Because sometimes, those gaps between frames do not belong to you, even if they were shared with you.
Inside those gaps, brilliance can still arise, even if they are not of your art. I live to photograph, I do not photograph to live.
And no, I couldn’t tell you what happened even if you asked me, because I promised to keep those gaps between frames for ourselves.