On the other side the glass

The girl on the other side of the glass is my daughter, Ester.  I was inside and she was outside with Ella goofing around.  I think they were looking for me when I made this image.  She stuck her face right up against the circular cut in the frosted glass, looking around.  She didn’t need me just wanted to know where I was.  She’s pulling away from me because she’s at the age where she needs to learn to pull away.


The thing that everyone tells you when you first become a parent is to enjoy it because it goes so fast.  I must have heard it from a million different parents with older kids, from own my parents and from pretty much everyone else.  


“Enjoy the time while they’re so small,”  “Cherish every moment,” “Before you know it they’ll be big”


And the thing is you don’t really listen.  It’s all so new and so incredible and so tiring that you forget.  You’re totally caught it the moment.  You forget to notice because of how incredible it all is and how fast it’s all going.  Then one day you’re at LACMA with your daughters and you realize that they’re both in middle school, that they’d rather run around by themselves then hang with their pop, and that all this happened in what feels like the time it takes to make three school lunches.  


Then something else creeps in around the edges–you’re afraid of what happens next.  Excited but afraid and sad but happy because it’s all happening at the speed of light.  The weeks pass like hours and years like weeks.  You can’t slow it down and I so wish I could.  


The girl on the other side of the glass, shot on Leica M7, Summicron 35 on Kodak Tri-X 400 +1.  



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