I stood outside this church, drawn by the soulful music from within. The music held me captive for a long time. The nun also stayed there much longer than it would take her to read the posters, so after some time, I decided I wanted to capture this image.
Today, I learned that my friend had died the day I took this photo. I wonder if we sometimes sense such loss, even without knowing why. I know this photo is more symbolic for me than anyone else as a visual representation that transports me back into how I felt while listening to that music.
Do you ever wish you could capture the sound that accompanies the photo. For me it was all the birds singing in an early morning concert. As for the loss I very much believe that some part of us perceives things before we know them. Had too many experiences not to believe that.
A very poignant shot, with her back toward you, so deep in thought. I am sorry for your loss, too. Sometimes, I think we are connected to the universe in ways we cannot always articulate or understand. Your photo gives voice to that idea (at least, to me).
