A Summer Night
I watch young people in a gazabo at the Roseberry Music Festival, with the backdrop of mountains and grass as tall as my waist, still green. I photograph them in the light of a hazy setting sun, silhouettes of hands, hair, and bodies in motion, and imagine their conversations.
I push the shutter button again and again and capture their summer night.
The young people in the gazabo reminded me of my youth of summers spent on Long Island Sound with my friends. During the day, we swam at high tide, ran wet to the hot sand for a roll that would coat our bodies, and then returned to the water repeating the process. In the evening, a group of us would meet and hang out at the end of Dunbar Street and sit on a street sign low and long enough to accommodate all of us. The moments captured triggered memories of innocence and the essence of summer.
David Gallipoli July 2022
