
Last Saturday I was honored to photograph a Quinciañera ceremony at a church in Brooklyn, New York. A Quinciañera is the coming-of age-ritual held in some Latin American cultures of a girl's fifteenth's birthday, somewhat similar to a sweet sixteen celebration.
Being a father of a twelve-year-old daughter, I paid close attention to what unfolded before my eyes. A catholic mass was held in honor of the girl, she sat in a special chair right in front of the priest. At the end of the mass, both the mother and father performed the shoe and tiara ritual, signifying that their daughter was no longer a child, but a fully-grown woman.
I thought of my daughter Hannah, and three years from now, doing the same thing for her. While watching the parents in the audience witnessing the event, I imaged what was going through their minds: perhaps remembering the day when she was born, or when she learned how to walk, the first day in kindergarten, high school....
It was the last day of her childhood. Whatever they thought, it must have been very emotional indeed.
After the church, I accompanied the family to their home and took pictures of them and their loving guests. I took lots of pictures, and was impressed with with the love and harmony that surrounded me. It reminded me of the good things of life, of which, we often fail to acknowledge and fight for: closeness, love and harmony within our family. I had a great time.
Thanks for reading.
Hans.