Last week, I was asked to take portraits of a well known art collector during the first few hours of her retirement. Arriving before sunrise and staying until shortly after, I built the portrait of a turning point in which most people don’t think to document professionally. It was lovely to experience. I’m flattered I was the photographer she selected as there is no shortage of artistic talent in her life.
For me, change and time, are so closely related it is hard to notice one passing without the other. I’ve already developed my philosophical outlook to retirement and my nature compliments that philosophy nicely. A suited contrast to the workaholic that often consumes me.
Here are a handful of portraits, of a woman, in the first hour of her first day of new days.