I was driving around in the Semana Peninsula in 2015, in a total stupor, an other worldly fog...... i just had surgery after discovering i had cancer and would undergo chemotherapy in a week.. i was belligerent about that.. i knew it would save my life, but i had been in an internal war, because i saw it as posion.. (believe me i got over it once i understood---life or death)
i looked at everyone in front of me , lives looking jovial.. healthy... long flowing hair on women as i was expecting mine to fall out....
i put on my happy face.. grabbed each day with complete nina vigor; beach, sea , food, drink, camera camera camera....driving to get lost... my favorite of all favorites
it was one of those trips i had anticipated where there would be so much for me to shoot.. but it wasn't as rich for me as i expected... maybe because i was different.. my inner calibration was so off....
but in the country on some side road i fell into a short spanish conversation with this woman.. i loved the wildness of her white hair... it was just a moment. .a simple 20 minutes maybe.. but those minutes were precious... and gave me enough lift to find my smile and carry on...
that is what photography does for me.... why my love mostly, but not entirely rests with capturing the nuances of people...... observing them.. talking to them.. connecting the dots between daily lives....different realities... it makes one feel so supremely alive....
80 percent or more of my images i can remember the exact moment. i remember who i was talking to .. where i was.. not a fly by... it's like this grand family of mine in pictures.. because over the years you see the images.. current and past. and they become part of you...your history
"Photo - Nina Weinberg Doran. Her work has textures and contours that have a clear voice - a very human one. This photo really hit me - because of the many women that live in me - she is one of them.” Susanne Ramirez de Arellano”
