“Why are you taking my photo? I am not beautiful,” she smiled as I raised my lens across table. “I think you are,” I paused. “You’re beautiful to me.”
I love hearing stories of life and some of the best stories come from people who've lived on this planet for more than 2/3rds of a century. With that, I've started 66.7, a year long project on capturing stories of people over the age of 67. I intend to blog, make a short film, create a picture book, and maybe even a photo gallery show based on that theme.
I'd appreciate introductions to anyone over that age doing something interesting in their present day life. Interesting doesn’t have to be big or fancy. Simple things such as nourishing a garden each day, doing yoga every morning, or having a get-together once a week with friends are all interesting to me.
Capturing Inner Beauty is something I’ve been doing with my camera for the past 5 years. I look to my network to trust that I'll capture footage with a sense of fine art and share it with sensitivity and good taste. The process would be an hour long conversation, albeit with a camera, and time spent throughout the day capturing them doing the interesting things that engage them. It’s a self funded project so I can’t offer much except a copy of the book for anyone who's in it.
In this day and age, we value the young and new but brush aside the old and wise. The premise of this project is an exploration in search of the beauty that grows within.
Contact me at email@example.com for any leads! Please include their age, city they live, contact info, and a little tidbit about them (or self submit if you're over 67 and want to share!)
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A few days ago i was immensely sad. Today I’m incredibly happy. I sit through it all and let it be like a river flowing into the sea. You see, feeling isn’t meant to be broken apart into bits of good and bites of bad. They are lovers making life. One force which through the red veins drive the flower! Once we understand that, the only painful thing is to feel nothing at all - a river without a flow.