I love this image from a teenage family photoshoot in Berkshire last summer. I started with the more predictable angle, capturing his profile, and his hands on the piano keys. In fact, one of my favourite photographs I took as a student was of a jazz pianist’s hands moving swiftly along the keys. With a few lovely shots under my belt from the side, I moved around the piano, I spotted his reflections through the lid. All the elements came together to make a striking, balanced fine art portrait.
Over the last twenty years, I’d like to think that I’ve grown as a portrait photographer. Whereas to begin with I settled for classic portraits, usually eyes to camera, in lovely natural light, genuine expression etc. Now I want so much more. Rather like painting a picture, I seek creative light and backdrops, interesting ways to compose and frame the subject, story telling props. A painting says 1000 words. Well, so can a portrait photograph. This image will remind the teenage boy of endless hours tinkering on the piano. The good times, the bad times. The peace and tranquility in his home. The freedom to be himself, to compose his thoughts into notes, to grow. This is not just a beautiful boy smiling at the camera. It’s a whole decade of memories presented in an array of reflections, light and shape. I would like to think that this images says 1000 words to this pianist in the making.