Caitlin. Woman of silent mystery.
She arrived at the shoot completely without expectation except for one. It was a promise that we would do art and it was her single-minded intention as it was mine. We were two spirits, a man and a woman in total collaboration. Like a dancer she moved with all her grace and poise. Her body created in nature for posing. My camera could not get its fill. A “pas des deux” – photographer and model. Sometimes like a dance and other times like a competitive game. A tennis match where each would challenge the other. She serves I return. She poses and I move around her like a cat, constantly looking for the right angle, the perfect vantage point. I stop and gasp with excitement. Yes! I take the shot. Hold it! I take another. Stop! Don’t move! Yet another and another. There is not a bad angle. There is not a bad pose. She is perfection. A spiritual experience of capturing the beauty that is light in a female form.