To the outside world, we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other’s hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time.
~Clara Ortega
This is one of those magical photos that I took almost by accident, but that manages to capture some of the truest parts of my brother Brian. We’d just come back from visiting a local auction, one of his favorite places, and he was pouring over the treasures that he brought home with him. In this case it was a box of old records. The look on his face, his posture and the lighting all contribute to a scene I think I’ve been witnessing my whole life as his kid sister… his total enchantment with anything related to music and with old, discarded things.
It is a great photo and a wonderful quote.
I’ve always enjoyed your insightful and sentimental nature, Laura. How nice! Brian will like it 😉
Brian does indeed like it!
Really beautiful Laura… to capture the essence of someone so perfectly.
Love this, Laura, what a great photo and you really captured what many of us can only feel!
I don’t think Clara Ortega grew up German in America. I don’t remember hardly any such experience!
Brian likes to call it “tinkerin'”
: )
Absolutely stunning!