Happy Valentine’s Day, Hart Beat! Valentine’s Day has always been a special time on the blog and in years past I’ve done countdowns
and listing my favorite romantic posts
from the past on the blog. For the past two years I’ve spent my Valentine’s Day with my mom on vacation and this year we’re going south a little later so I’m in Brooklyn with Pedro for the special day.
The artist on the top photo:
“Tango is the dance of love. I danced tango from ages fourteen to eighteen in Istanbul, and was always drawn to the emotional depth of the songs and the musicality of the bandoneon. In this picture, instead of capturing the kinetic quality of the dance, I wanted to pause on a moment that portrayed the intimacy of the couple in an abstract manner.” — Pari Dukovic
This morning I saw an amazing collection of photos pulled together by The New Yorker
for the holiday and I had to share them with you. What are you doing today Hart Beat in the name of love?
“Stephen and I in Copenhagen,” 2014.
“This photograph of me and my boyfriend was made while we were travelling through Denmark. A profound sadness came over me as he was heading back to New York the following morning, and I was staying in Copenhagen for three weeks to work. I had to photograph this moment and feeling. The result is a photograph that speaks to me about our shared intimacy and love for one another.” — Jen Davis
“My marriage was on the rocks when I photographed this heart of stone shrouded in mist. When I returned another day, the rock was there, but I could not find the shape of a heart.” — Rosalind Solomon
“I met a lovely girl with strawberry hair three years ago, at a party in California. I immediately liked the light and easy way she moved through the world. A few days later, she moved to Europe to be with her family for the summer.
Feeling as though I was letting something fall through the cracks, I purchased an airplane ticket to Paris the following morning. We met and locked ourselves in an old hotel for a week. We were both very much in love. Three years later, we stayed in the same old hotel in Paris, but the lightness in us was gone, and in its place things started to feel heavy and challenging. We left that hotel and flew back to California, two very different people from the ones who’d first come.” — David Black
“Dylan and Megan,” Driftwood, Texas, 2009.
“I began chronicling my son Dylan from the moment he came into the world. He has been a willing and gracious subject throughout his twenty-one-year journey; however, he only recently expressed the gratitude he feels for the photographic record of his life that he and I have created together. I am deeply drawn to this particular image, of him and his first steady girlfriend, Megan. We were working on his 1954 Chevrolet that afternoon, and Megan was hanging out at the shop with us. Like the majority of the photographs I have made of him, the image is unscripted, and born out of spontaneity rather than planning. Perhaps this is why my photographs of him are so appealing to me. As a commercial photographer, myriad logistics are often required to facilitate the making of a single photograph. And while I find great joy in this milieu, when a photograph is born of an intimate family moment I am drawn to it all the more.” — Dan Winters
“Less than a month after we met in New York, Sara and I were already on our way driving down to Louisiana to meet my family for Christmas. From the time we met, we couldn’t be apart. It was terrifying, because we didn’t know each other that well. But it felt right, so I didn’t question anything. It was one of the best ideas ever. This is from somewhere halfway.” — Coley Brown