Portraits

Bautizo

Last week, I photographed a baptism at Mission Dolores in San Francisco. Bianca, who became the godmother of little Brisa, invited me along to document the day and join in the festivities following the ceremony. It was a really special day and I felt honored to be a part of it. 

It's Cecily, Darling

My sister passed away ten years ago today. I can still hear my dad’s voice at the other end of the line, “It’s Cecily, darling…”

She died in the middle of a clear cold night, the stars twinkling above her through the skylight. [I was three thousand miles away.]

Here she is, looking straight into me, as if my camera was never there. As if it was just the two of us, the sky, the ocean, and the sand. I often wonder what it would be like to see her again. The pain of the loss is so unbearable I would probably fall to the floor. But really, I would want to wrap my arms around her and tell her I missed her so. I look at this photograph when I want to see her again. Because, at least with this, I can see her there.

[I wonder how many miles apart we are right now.]

I love you, Cec.

Cecily, darling.