A few months ago I was shooting the Warped Tour out at Sleep Train Ampitheater-- 40 Bands, thousands of concert goers-- insanity. While shooting pics of Flogging Molly from the stagefront pit area I saw this girl, what a face, pressed up against the security rail, flanked by two big guys. Her big eyes so compelling I had to shoot a quick picture before turning back to the stage. She saw me, I remember that. But after the three song limit we were escorted out and I never saw her again.
Months later I was lamenting that I didn't know who she was because I turned the image into an art piece and it's become one of the most commented upon in my portfolio. A friend of mine came over one recent night and saw the photo. "I know her. She was one of my students!" My friend found her for me, the girl remembered me and sent her phone number along. Today I'm meeting her in person, print in tow as a gift. Amazing. It's a true small miracle and I'm awed by the powers of the universe.