Behind the Lens
Today was my professional photoshoot for Fringe and the book cover.
Strange, being on this side of the camera.
There was a time when portrait photography was my world —lighting setups, angles, direction, chasing that perfect shot. But those days have quietly passed. The gear has moved on.
And found a new home.
With my daughter.
She’s taken the helm now — building her own path as a social media photographer and wedding videographer. And today, she became my professional portrait photographer.
Full circle.
I watched her set up the lights. Adjust. Step back. Reframe. Direct.
Calm. Confident. Intentional.
Not just copying what she’s seen before —but owning it.
There’s something surreal about being guided by her.
“Turn slightly.”
“Chin down.”
“Hold that.”
And I listened.
Not as a father.
But as her subject.
My smiles came easily. My laughter was real —partly because I was blowing bubbles (of course), but mostly because she made it easy.
That’s what a true professional does.
They create space where you can just be.
No tension.
No overthinking.
Just presence.
And in that moment, I wasn’t thinking about the show, or the book, or how the photos would turn out.
I was just… proud.
Proud of her eye.
Proud of her growth.
Proud of who she’s becoming.
And grateful.
Because somewhere along the way, the roles shifted — not completely, but just enough to notice.
The camera changed hands.
And somehow, it feels exactly right.
