I got through my Australia photos the other day. Woo-hoo! I ended up processing just under 200, about half of those included Nola. Total shocker, I know. When you spend two weeks largely hanging out and playing in the park, that’s what happens. I deleted a lot of them because they were total crap – mostly blurry ones due to her constant motion. But enough of them were sufficiently stunning to keep me happy.
This is the face of pure, unadulterated joy. This is not an emotion most adults are capable of feeling. One of the many sad facts of becoming a grown-up. Something I’ve tried to avoid.
These are probably my three favorite photos of all the hundreds I shot of Nola. The top one shows off her beautiful face. Some people would object that it’s cropped too close but I disagree. The bottom right perfectly illustrates her incredible energy and enthusiasm. I wish the background was cleaner and I hadn’t cut off one of her hands, but that’s being picky.
But the bottom left one just kills me. Between her stance and expression and the perfect pose of Banjo just behind and to her left, makes me think of a superhero and her trusty sidekick. The adventures of ONE MORE Girl. I want to turn it into a cartoon and make t-shirts.