How special, to photograph my very dear friend Manon while she is expecting a baby for the first time. After a long train ride from the east of the Netherlands, she arrived in Amsterdam. With a bag filled with different tops, a tin of powder that had exploded halfway through the journey and I think at least three pairs of shoes. But a natural beauty like that doesn’t really need much, don’t you think?
A time of expectations
A week before, I took a walk through the Vondelpark to search for the best places to capture the mood I had in mind. At the beginning of March, the park is still leafless, so I decided to look for contrast with the first awakenings of color. Every year it’s a miracle to me, those brightly colored flower buds popping up from the cold ground. A symbol of new life. A time of expectations. And just like I hoped, a week later everything was in full bloom. Even the first blossom graced us with it’s presence.
What makes me so happy when looking at these photographs, is that the real Manon shines through. Incredibly charming (without knowing it), a bit chaotic (in the best way) and with a smile that disarms everyone. When two hours later, her best friends and mother showed up at the park to surprise her with a baby shower the day was golden. Of course I did not let the chance go by to capture three generations together in one photograph. A loving picture.
Cherish this moment dear friend!