I discovered the amazing photography of Paul Massey today, via Anna Spiro's blog, absolutely beautiful things (Thanks Anna!, should she ever find my little blog)*sigh*
I love his quality of light. His images seem so still and serene. There is this sense of light and time. People seem caught in a passing moment; blurred images going up or down staircases, children asleep at the dinner table. There is no dust or the random accumulation of crud, but instead, the linens are freshly laundered and lightly folded, while the walls tell the veiled story of the passage of time.
As if his images catch the beauty the way a memory will catch at it... the little details that made you love a place, that you didn't notice till looking back on it later.
I love this.
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