Each spring when the earth is at a particular tilt the sun shines, for just a few minutes, at a specific angle through a modest window in a small Spanish village. The opportunity exists for only a few days and only if the sun decides to smile each of those mornings at about 8:45am. If it does, and you step into its path as I did, a bit of magic reveals itself.
I took these photos of myself. Outside of a tiny bit of cropping, they remain untouched. Printed on German Etching archival paper they are particularly beautiful and resonate with colour and a meditative quality. The larger they are printed the more watercolour-like they reveal themselves to be.
I have titled these images ‘Sonrisa de Soledad’, or ‘Solitude’s Smile’, out of respect for their Spanish roots and because the photographs feel like they capture so elegantly the contentment of my solitude and being in that moment.