How good are swings? They’re awesome when you’re a kid, a never-ending source of glee and begs to minders of ‘just one more!’. I’d argue that even once you’re an adult and your adult butt no longer fits into the swing, you still have that longing when you wander by them. And then, if you’re lucky enough, a child enters your life in one way or another (nieces and nephews are mine!) and as you push them on the swing, their sheer joy is contagiously passed to you as you push them higher and higher, just to prompt the next shriek and giggle.
Last weekend, as has happened in so many family shoots before, we passed by a playground on our way to our perfect spot along Merri Creek in Melbourne’s norther suburbs.
A run around on a playground is often traded by parents for best behaviour on shoot outings or encouraged as a way to let off some steam of the truly energetic brood and I’ll always reel off a few frames for fun; Mainly because I’m a documenter and it’s hard to get any child as unguarded as they are on a playground but having grown up in an age where photos were on film and cameras were mostly only brought out on a special occasions, I adore photos of humans in their ‘norm’ and in particular, the genuine interaction that can be so elusive to capture.
These frames are rarely the perfect hero shots so generally don’t see the light of day but this time I’m sharing.