Originally posted: April 10, 2007
I never used to take pictures of people… I’d often find candid shots disrespectful, but posed ones felt lifeless. Just recently I’ve started snapping away discreetly at the moments that beckon, but I’m still left with a great shot and the dilemma of what to do with it. Such is the case here.
On the tender ride back to the ship from Grand Cayman, a little boy was entranced by the black woman seated behind him. He turned around in his seat to study her skin tone, hair, and fancy long nails with intense curiosity. She was a good sport, engaging him in an impromptu game of peek-a-boo. Along with the characteristic attributes of Down’s Syndrome, his face also showed his boundless glee and warmth. This in itself was captivating, but there was more. When faced with an adult covering their eyes, every other child I’ve ever known duplicated the act exactly. This little man covered his ears. I loved the different way he sees the world.
So here’s the shot I couldn’t help but take.
I’ve tried to find him and his family aboard to pass it on, but on a ship with nearly 4000 passengers and only a day to go, the task has proved fruitless. I’m left, yet again, with a cool shot and nothing to do with it but remember the moment.
And perhaps share it.