My elbow hit a folder and these prints ended up at my feet. I had been searching and searching through files
of negatives in cardboard boxes. Blacks replacing highlights, whites replacing shadows. My great aunt, Yvonne,
lugged around a 35mm SLR and Kodak film for half of her lifetime, and now her work is in our home. While
most of her film was spent on Alaskan natives scaling fish and landscapes of Sitka, an occasional portrait was
found. I don't know what their names are (or when men stopped wearing silk robes) but I can see love. It's not
through posing or props or post processing. This was not blogged 50 years ago, it was not shot to be put in
online bridal magazines, but it was probably captured to place in the couple's home. There's interaction,
conversation and beauty in its simplicity. I am so incredibly inspired.
Oh... and hello, handsome.
I also found these... I wish I knew where the rest of the sets were.
All photos belong to Yvonne Mozee.