This year I went to the National Western Stock Show for the first time. I’m fascinated by cowboy culture and I’m an animal lover in general, though I don’t endorse what stock shows represent. I’ll take any excuse to go look at cute cows. Often when I’m photographing an event or another culture, I step outside myself and let my fascination take over. Then, when the film has come back and I have time to view the images slowly after several weeks have passed, I find myself in a way experiencing what I photographed for the first time. This week I finally had some time to review these photographs and I noticed some very strong emotions coming up for me as I took them in as a whole. And I wasn’t necessarily seeking to express these emotions through my photographs at time of capture. Somehow in all of this, this phenomenon is just as fascinating to me as the experience itself.
What emotions come up for you when you view these photographs?