I went out Saturday morning to meet with a client at her home. I will be taking portraits of her family next Saturday morning. I went out to scout the location to help me prepare for the shoot. As she is well aware of my style of shooting, she generously allowed me to roam on her 20 acres to take pictures. I hope to duplicate this activity after our shoot this coming weekend.
There family lives on a beautiful wooded property that is nestled up against to a state park and is surrounded by farmland. I pulled down their drive which winded through the trees. The morning was cloudy, the temperature was comfortable, almost cool but it was so humid the sky seemed as if it could mist. As I approached their home I saw a beautiful barn seated next a pristine log cabin. The grounds were immaculately cared for and the scene is simply stunning.
I was thrilled to scout the location and see their beautiful home. After we were done with our business of preparing for the following week, S, the owner, took me down to an area of the property where there were a few old barns to explore. She gave me a tour and hopped in her truck to go to work.
I spent a long morning walking carefully through the property and cautiously peaking my head inside the barns to find time standing still. I was in heaven as I found leather ice skates hanging from the rafters, old tires, broken glass, crutches, mallets, pencil sharpens, gloves, and screws, all projects and moments left for me to try and pull a story out. All these little clues of what their lives may have been like. It was such a rich experience, I took my time setting up my tripod, setting up reflectors but never disturbing the actual composition that was left for me to find. I simply wanted to document the treasures left from the past.