being photographed

Unless you’re a model and do it for a living, being photographed can be both awkward and intimidating. I totally get it. Being on that side of the camera immediately turns me into a clumsy mess. I forget where to put my feet and what to do with my hands. I stand there staring at Caleb with a blank expression that begs “Please, just tell me what to do!”

It doesn’t come naturally to me, but I still force myself to become the subject. Partly because Caleb’s photos completely thrill me. He doesn’t share my passion for photography, but he approaches it with an analytical mind and attention to detail. What he produces is technically correct and also artistic. The easiest way to get him to wield the camera is for me to be the willing subject. So yes, there’s that. But mostly I do it because I want the evidence. A few years down the road I want to remember what it was like to be 26. The length of my hair, the clothes I liked, my strengths, my weaknesses, who I was, and what made me.

Photos by Caleb