We'd recently arrived in Paris after a long overnight train ride from Venice. None of us slept well in the train car, and all the adults (me, my wife, our best friend and my mom) were exhausted, but my son, being the ball of energy that he is, wanted to go exploring. After a short breather, we made our way to Notre Dame. We just wanted to see it from the outside, with plans to visit it properly the next day.
We strolled around and I took a handful of mediocre photos around the building. Then the bells started, and my son just froze. Anyone who knows the boy knows he is the living personification of kinetic energy. But he just stood there, spellbound. It took me a second to pull focus with the camera. In that time, I swear, he just started to vibrate - almost as if the bells were resonating through him. A second later, he was hopping, skipping, pacing and running, all at the same time somehow.
In no way is this a great photo, but it captures the moment better than anything I could have done intentionally.
The Bells by
bluescale, on Flickr
---------- Post added 05-07-15 at 04:33 PM ---------- Originally posted by arnold This was a heavy crop from an (mid seventies) old colour negative which I converted to BW. The film did not age well but I do like the picture expression,
That's the, "Trust me...I wouldn't get us trouble, would I?" look going on there.