A Different Kind of Story - Pt. 3

In parts 1 and 2, I focused on glimpses, or moments between expressions on a person's face. This was to reveal a side of theirs either previously unseen by others, or unknown to themselves.


The final part of my photo series below uses the same theme, but with a more direct approach i.e, the glimpse reveals the essence of a relationship between two beings, while interacting with each other. I hope I have succeeded.

Thanks to everyone who cooperated (and a big squeeze for Mowgli the dog)! This is the conclusion of a fun ride, and I hope to publish more photographs with a variety of themes!

''Be quiet! I'm telling the story!''

Friends in love.

(From him) ''I like her snoring. Hope she likes mine.''
(What I see) ''Thank you. For being yourself.''

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I will always wait for you.

A Different Kind of Story - Pt. 2

Here are more photos, as promised. Stay tuned for additional individual stuff. I'll also try and explore relationships in the next lot.

You know you can trust me.

Don't take joy for granted!

Limpid in every sense.

Confidant.

A Different Kind of Story

I want to talk to you about moments. There are stories that can be found in just about every person's gaze, but those fleeting glimpses of their expressions in the shift between one moment and another - those are often the richest and most engaging tales of them all. Sometimes, I think you discover more layers in these to a person, than any heart-to-heart or prolonged observation of their behavior can reveal. 

I hope the photos below speak to you of these people as much as the moments I photographed them in did to me,

Disclaimer: Most of the photos below are not candid or posed, but somewhere in between (if that's possible). The boy looking up at the sky was the only one who was completely unaware, and that kind of makes his childlike wonderment all the more delightful.

Lots of criticism appreciated (both bouquets and brickbats).

Thanks to everyone who cooperated! I'll be adding more from time to time.

Genuine happiness...or the beginnings of mischief?

Daydreamer's paradise -  oblivious to everything else

A Coldplay song in a single gaze. He was staring at seagulls competing for the chips he'd thrown at them.

Storytelling in all its forms here.

'What do you want me to say? I don't know anything.'

A happy break during narration.

Kindred spirit.

What can you see here?

Sing a new song, Chiquitita.

Pensive and Pensieve (hot chocolate, actually).