The 2017 Love Letters Exhibition
– I feel whole, ever expanding, reaching you.
Happy Valentine’s Day! Sending love and appreciation to our readers and wishing you a day filled with roses and hearts and candy and kisses. Many thanks to Lenscratch Editor Grant Gill for compiling this two part post and to all the photographers who shared who and what they love.
– You said, “I can see you in my bed”
– A rare moment when the ones I love the most sat still long enough for a photograph! Love to you all! xoxo
– I remember falling in love summer 2003. The pink flower, Yo La Tengo show in Denver, basketball during the Summer Writing Program, nights when you came into the restaurant where I worked for dinner, the old Pentax I taught you how to use, listening to vinyl records in your basement apartment, the night before you left on a plane.
– Mom, I am truly blessed to have you in my life. I love you beyond.
– Sometimes, I wonder who you are.
Dangling in front of me, but not quite within reach.
I love you because you are perfect exactly the way you are.
– A cool spring in the scorching wastelands of societies expectations of young women, you embrace your own inherent worth and trudge your own path.
– For Lo,
To whom I owe the world.
– Tangled in the sheets in the morning sun, I got lost in your glow. I’ll never want to leave or let it grow dim.
– You are a true companion, making my life an endless adventure.
– To my City by The Bay, I miss you always. A warm smile, and yet here I stay, as you pass me by, on your way.
– Joel, I’m always ready for a taste of you.
– For seeing me. And for letting me see you.
– I Love this Bookseller on Columbus Avenue, reading one of his own books for sale (July 2001), for many reasons, but especially for being the impetus and inspiration for The Art of Reading, a photo essay, my collection of candid images of readers.
– To a genuine muse, a genuine sentiment. Merci beaucoup.
– Just cold gems set in memory
Of the one I used to love
–I love street photography, which is what this photo is: a captured moment, unposed and unstaged. This is life as it happened that day at that place.
– Love holds us and takes our hand . I will hold your hand and love all of you. I wish to always feel the warmth of your love and caring hands protecting me as I hold you close to my heart from now until the end.
– Can’t believe you’d ever dance with a guy in a tank top. But I know you’d tease him about it for a zillion years to come.
-An image that embodies everything that I love about my wife, best friend and soulmate.
– Since 1967, I have loved you New Orleans! From the North Shore to the French Quarter, and from Camellia Grill, to the 9th Ward, I consider you magical, mysterious and personal.
– Dearest Anthony,
Thank you for being my muse.
Love always, Eileen
– 2016, Catriona, my first love, holding a photograph I took of her in 1964. It was also my very first photograph, Oban, Scotland.
– That moment where I knew I’d fallen in love with you, this was it.
– You give me tulips to photograph. For the first time I feel loved, safe and happy. We met, after a few hours you gave me a key to your flat and I stayed.
-Fearful of your departure, desirous for your arrival. My best friend, I am truly yours.
–This is a love letter to my dad. Dad, I find it adorable how you have this routine to hang your vest on this lamp every 2 weeks.
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