Quissett Harbor July 8, 2018
“Don’t you get bored?” the woman on the boat asked me upon returning from a morning fishing trip. I answered with a question: “How could I get bored in such a beautiful place?” We laughed. I photographed them on their way out earlier in the morning, and I was still photographing the harbor when they came back maybe two hours later. I’d met this couple a few days ago when the woman fell out of the boat. We laughed then, too. Good people, by which I mean they are friendly and accepting of a stranger with a camera.
She tells me she has a Golden Retriever and thinks I might like to photograph her. Of course, I would. Photography connects us with others through the shared stories conveyed in the captured images. It makes me feel good to think that maybe some of my pictures can tell a story that somebody wants to remember.
Most of my interactions with the strangers I photograph are like this one – fun and uplifting. I say uplifting because when I meet new people, and we immediately find ways to laugh and talk about the beauty around us, it makes me believe that humanity still has a chance to save itself from itself.
On my drive to the harbor I saw good light reflecting off the treetops when the sun began peeking over the horizon. I thought it was a hint that it would be a good morning. It was. How could I get bored in such a beautiful place?
Monte