Catherine Angel Photography  
 
 
 
 
My Daughters


My Daughters

Early on I knew that this act of photographing my daughters over and over had to do with stopping time. Stopping time, holding still, trying to hold back the inevitability of time passing, of them growing up, of me passing on, of them passing, of photographs remaining.  Of time held still.

 

My daughters are everything I wish I were: they are whole and strong, free and defiant, self-assured and knowing. I was raised in a more typical fashion: Father Knows Best, sweet and compliant, my innocence lost before I knew what it was.

 

My eyes and camera now hold fast to those nearest and dearest to my heart, I hold onto the moments like a madman, the inevitability of loss and the brevity of life nipping at my heels.  I hold still the moment as it slips away, making visible this proof of stopping time on film. My view of motherhood laid open for all to see. My love abounds, my tenderness surrounds them and the sweet breath of life goes on.