marian anderson, contralto
new york, june 30, 1955
photograph by richard avedon

We went to a Richard Avedon exhibition yesterday at our local museum of arts (me, boho boy, cedar and omi). I enjoyed his work so much. Both through my eyes and the eyes of my son. It was this photograph of Marian Anderson (above) that had both Cedar and I lingering the most.

I feel a swelling within. I feel abandon. I feel song. I feel release. I feel a letting go. I feel acceptance. I feel rejoice. I feel empowerment. I feel wind and breath.

How do you feel when you gaze at this photograph?

{he has inspired me to dip more into black & whites}