For the longest time, when I traveled, I always wanted to keep people out of my photos and solely capture the location or well known places. I would have halves of heads, bodies chopped off, or fingers poking their way into my frame.
I would always try my hardest to get a shot that looked like the ones we have seen before, the seemingly perfect scope of a location that only lives in the back of our minds.
I have started to realize that I like the images I make more with the ones of people in them.
My life is shared with the people of the world and this life is impossible to play without others in it.
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While on an ISA excursion in Granada, I found myself photographing the people I would see in moments of pure, life. There was no mold I wanted to shape or one pose I specifically looked for. All these humans were discovered in the way they were. I believe the best images speak in ways our words cannot because they make you feel a bit closer to the moment I relay to my viewer.
The images I’ve chosen to share are my representation of Granada. The people in them are the spices, that so many times I have overlooked.
People live in these memories, and these memories live in these images.
xo, Hallie