“You never know when you’re making a memory.” — Rickie Lee Jones, “Young Blood”
Every day at The Providence Journal, photographers wade in to cover a variety of assignments.
We photograph key people, places and events, often for stories that are still unformed, still works in progress, their significance unclear when the shutter drops.
They’re like Polaroid prints fresh out of the camera: nascent, embryonic scenes whose importance materializes over time, often quite a bit of time.
Sometimes we don’t know what we’ve gotten until we see it in the context of the page or on the website.
We shoot in the moment, but that’s not where the impact lies. The present yields the image; the future holds the scale, the significance.
Occasionally, however, we find ourselves immersed in things that become larger than life as we watch.
That was the feeling Monday evening as people gathered in front of The Dark Lady and Alley Cat nightclubs on Snow Street in Providence.
The LGBT community had come together to hold a candlelight vigil for the victims of the Orlando nightclub shootings.
But by the time the procession reached the steps of the State House, it had morphed into something greater.
I found myself swimming in the familiar waters of an expanding event, something truly marvelous to see.
In a somber parade initiated by the gay community but fueled by the Rhode Island community, many people coalesced into one, under one roof, with one mission: Care and support.
For me, at least, that image will be memorable forever.
copyright 2016 Kris Craig / The Providence Journal / 2 Much Time design