Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

On a day when the wind is perfect,
The sail just needs to open
and the world is full of beauty.
Today is such a day.

Rumi

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Into the wind,
the same wind that the clouds feel,
the bright rivers and the turning mills
that stand slowly grinding at the sky’s edge.
Now I too am a thing held in its hand,
the smallest thing under the sky.

Rainer Maria Rilke

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

People die of common sense, Dorian, one lost moment at a time. Life is a moment. There is no hereafter. So make it burn always with the hardest flame. 

The Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Learn from them what is worth learning, but above all, love them. This love will be returned to you a hundred times over.

Rainer Maria Rilke

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Again I resume the long
lesson : how small a thing
can be pleasing, how little
in this hard world it takes
to satisfy the mind
and bring it to its rest.

Sabbaths, Wendell Berry

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

How surely gravity’s law,
strong as an ocean current,
takes hold of the smallest thing
and pulls it toward the heart of the world.

Each thing –
each stone, blossom, child –
is held in place.

Rainer Maria Rilke

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Love is when you meet someone who tells you something new about yourself.

Mad Love, André Breton 

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

An immense thank you to Ruth, Alex and Marie for a most amazing morning! San Francisco, how beautiful you are!

 

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What a privilege to have seen Elka and Jery’s love story unfold on these long open roads and infinite blue skies. It was a most beautiful pursuit, chasing what we chased – the light, the shadows, the tide, the waves, the sunsets and sunrises and their veils of carnation and lavender and gold.

I was spellbound, and I hope to live inside this daydream as deeply as I can, for as long as I can.

Thank you Elka and Jery for the endless immensity of these days and nights.

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Show me how you do that trick
The one that makes me scream,
she said.
The one that makes me laugh,
she said.
And threw her arms around my neck.

Show me how you do it
And I promise you,
I promise that
I’ll run away with you,
I’ll run away with you.

Just Like Heaven, The Cure

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Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Spinning on that dizzy edge
I kissed her face
And I kissed her head
And dreamed of all the different ways
I had to make her glow.

Just Like Heaven, The Cure

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Why are you so far away?
She said
Why won’t you ever know
That I’m in love with you?
That I’m in love with you.

Just Like Heaven, The Cure

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

You
Soft and only
You
Lost and lonely
You

Strange as angels
Dancing in the deepest oceans
Twisting in the water
You’re just like a dream,
You’re just like a dream.

Just Like Heaven, The Cure

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery
 
Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun. 

Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

There is
By my leaning over the precipice
Of your presence and your absence in hopeless fusion
My finding the secret
Of loving you
Always for the first time.

André Breton

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

When the path ignites a soul,
there’s no remaining in place.

The foot touches ground,
but not for long.

Hakim Sanai

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Like wind – In it, with it, of it. Of it just like a sail, so light and strong that, even when it is bent flat, it gathers all the power of the wind without hampering its course.

Like light – In light, lit through by light, transformed into light. Like the lens which disappears in the light it focuses.

Like wind. Like light.

Just this -on these expanses, on these heights. 

Markings, Dag Hammarskjöld

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Run on the top of the dishevelled tide,
And dance upon the mountains like a flame. 

The Land of Heart’s Desire, W.B. Yeats

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

À l’aurore, armés d’une ardente patience, nous entrerons aux splendides Villes.

(In the dawn, armed with a burning patience, we shall enter the splendid Cities.)

Arthur Rimbaud

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

You are adorable, mademoiselle. I study your feet with the microscope and your soul with the telescope.

Les Misérables, Victor Hugo

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

La poésie se fait dans un lit comme l’amour
Ses draps défaits sont l’aurore des choses

(Poetry is made in bed like love
Its unmade sheets are the dawn of things)

André Breton

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

You – you alone will have the stars as no one else has them. In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night. You – only you – will have stars that can laugh. 

The Little PrinceAntoine de Saint-Exupéry

Dianna Capco Photography - Elka & Jery

 Congratulations to the brand new Mr. and Mrs. Holaysan!!!

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

I want to be a mirror for your whole body, and I never want to be blind, or to be too old to hold up your heavy and swaying picture. I want to unfold. I don’t want to stay folded anywhere, because where I am folded, there I am a lie, and I want my grasp of things to be true before you. I want to describe myself like a painting that I looked at closely for a long time, like a saying that I finally understood, like the pitcher I use every day, like the face of my mother, like a ship that carried me through the wildest storm of all. 

Rainer Maria Rilke

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

You must give everything to make your life as beautiful as the dreams that dance in your imagination. 

Roman Payne

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

In the fall, I believe again in poetry
if nothing else it is
a movement of the mind.

But the mind trembles
here, on the brink
the mind trembles
there is life, after all,
there is life, still
unbelief left. 

Jaakko A. Ahokas

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

There was our father, the heart we knew held all of us. Held us heavily and desperately, the doors of his heart opening and closing with the rapidity of stops on an instrument, the quiet felt closures, the ghostly fingering, practice and practice and then, incredibly, sound and melody and warmth. 

The Lovely Bones, Alice Sebold

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Love can change a person the way a parent can change a baby – awkwardly, and often with a great deal of mess.

Lemony Snicket

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Girls, there are poets who learn from you
to say, what you, in your aloneness, are;
and they learn through you to live distantness,
as the evenings through the great stars
become accustomed to eternity. 

Rainer Maria Rilke

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

“You’re more trouble than you’re worth.” 
“I’m a girl. That’s my job.” 

Street Magic, Tamora Pierce

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Girls. Jesus Christ. They can drive you crazy. They really can.

The Catcher in the Rye, J.D. Salinger

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always, 
As long as I’m living, 
my baby you’ll be. 

Love You Forever, Robert Munsch

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Thank you very much Sang, Will, Ruth, Billy, Bella, Bailey and Jen for such an amazing day!

 

 

 

 

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

I tried to discover, in the rumor of forests and waves, words that other men could not hear, and I pricked up my ears to listen to the revelation of their harmony.

Gustave Flaubert

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.

Pablo Neruda

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t.

Time solves most things. And what time can’t solve, you have to solve yourself.

Haruki Murakami

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

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Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

This ocean is yours, and mine:
these buttons and wheels and little forgotten treasures,
fans upon whose feathers, love has scattered its blossoms, glasses, knives and scissors,
all bear the trace of someone’s fingers on their handle or surface,
the trace of a distant hand lost in the depths of forgetfulness.

Pablo Neruda

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From the stormy archipelagoes I brought 
my windy accordian, waves of crazy rain, 
the habitual slowness of natural things: 
they made up my wild heart.

Pablo Neruda 

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Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

The morning is full of storm
in the heart of summer.

The clouds travel like white handkerchiefs of goodbye,
the wind, travelling, waving them in its hands.

The numberless heart of the wind
beating above our loving silence.

Pablo Neruda

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Rest with your dream in my dream. 
Love and pain and work should all sleep, now. 
The night turns on its invisible wheels, 
and you are pure beside me as a sleeping ember. 

No one else, Love, will sleep in my dreams. You will go, we will go together, over the waters of time. 
No one else will travel through the shadows with me, only you, evergreen, ever sun, ever moon. 

Pablo Neruda

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Thank you Gilded By Ruth de Castro for the beautiful styling!

 

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

How surely gravity’s law,
strong as an ocean current,
takes hold of the smallest thing
and pulls it toward the heart of the world.

Each thing –
each stone, blossom, child –
is held in place.

Rainer Maria Rilke

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

In that book which is my memory,
On the first page of the chapter that is the day when I first met you, appear the words,

‘Here begins a new life’.

Vita Nuova, Dante Alighieri

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.

Bram Stroker

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

And it’s warm and real and bright
And the world has somehow shifted
All at once everything is different
Now that I see you

I See The Light, Tangled

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.

A Girl I Knew, J.D. Salinger

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Believe in a love that is being stored up for you like an inheritance, and have faith that in this love there is a strength and a blessing so large that you can travel as far as you wish without having to step outside it.

Letters To A Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Keep sleeping, sweetheart! An immense thank you to Mary, Jay, Ruth and our Sleeping Beauty Videl for a beautiful day!

 

 

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

We sit and talk,
quietly, with long lapses of silence
and I am aware of the stream
that has no language, coursing
beneath the quiet heaven of
your eyes.

William Carlos Williams

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

(secretly adoring shyly
tiny winging darting floating
merry in the blossoming
always joyful selves are singing)

E.E. Cummings

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

In love you loosened yourself like sea water:
I can scarcely measure the sky’s most spacious eyes
and I lean down to your mouth to kiss the earth.

Pablo Neruda

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

I believe
in love at first sight
but I will always believe
that the people
we love
we have loved before.
Many, many, many times before, and when we stumble
through grace and circumstance
and that brilliant illusion of choice
to finally meet them again,
we feel it faster
each time through.

Tyler Knott Gregson

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

The one glance that set life alight
is two sets of two eyes
staring through the layers
of lifetimes and stolen glances
and first kisses and hands held;
the brace against the weight
and unrelenting tide
of waiting.

I believe
in love at first sight
but am not burdened with the misconception
that it’s a first sight
at all.

 Tyler Knott Gregson

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

All was over in a moment. I had fulfilled my destiny. I was a captive and a slave.

There was no pausing on the brink; no looking down, or looking back; I was gone, headlong, before I had sense to say a word to her.

“David Copperfield,” Charles Dickens

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

(such a sky and such a sun
i never knew and neither did you
and everybody never breathed
quite so many kinds of yes)

E.E. Cummings

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

The moon turns its clockwork dream.
The biggest stars look at me with your eyes.
And as I love you, the pines in the wind
want to sing your name with their leaves of wire.

Pablo Neruda

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

I became aware of the world’s tenderness, the profound beneficence of all that surrounded me, the blissful bond between me and all of creation,

and I realized that the joy I sought in you was not only secreted within you, but breathed around me everywhere, in the speeding street sounds.

Vladimir Nabokov

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

You were what the wind was making with illuminated leaves.
Behind the nocturnal mountains, white lily of conflagration,
ah, I can say nothing!  You were made of everything.

Pablo Neruda

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Congratulations Alvin and Melanie!!! 

Hair: Arianne Cuenco 

Makeup: E.J. Belen Litiatco

Styling: Nastasja Lopez and E.J. Belen Litiatco

 

 

An amazing day with Kristina – a soul so beautiful, it’s as if she houses the enthralling Sacramento light – and her wonderful son Julian. Thank you for the nostalgia you have set in motion.

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

If I can only recount 
the story of my life 
right out of my body 
flames will grow.

Rumi

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

The moment I met you I saw that you were quite unconscious of what you really are, what you really might be. There was so much about you that charmed me that I felt I must tell you something about yourself. 

Realize your youth while you have it. Don’t squander the gold of your days, listening to the tedious, trying to improve the hopeless failure, or giving away your life to the ignorant, the common, and the vulgar, which are the aims, the false ideals, of our age.

Live! Live the wonderful life that is in you! Let nothing be lost upon you. Be always searching for new sensations. Be afraid of nothing.

Lord Henry, to Dorian Gray
The Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

Juegas todos los días con la luz del universo. 

(Every day you play with the light of the universe.)

Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair, Pablo Neruda

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

You were born a child of light’s wonderful secret — you return to the beauty you have always been. 

Visions of a Skylark Dressed in Black, Aberjhani

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

Dianna Capco Photography - Julian & Kristina

Thank you Kristina, Julian, Ruth and Milena for an incredible day!

 

 

The Island of the Gods, the Morning of the World.

In Bali, I am intoxicated, infatuated, always in love, the endless sky, the spectacular Indian Ocean, the crashing waves casting a spell on me, one incantation after another.

Bali, you are pure magic.

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

You will begin to touch heaven in the moment that you touch perfect speed. And that isn’t flying a thousand miles an hour, or a million, or flying at the speed of light. Because any number is a limit, and perfection doesn’t have limits. Perfect speed, my son, is being there.

Richard Bach, Jonathan Livingston Seagull

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns
It calls me on and on, across the universe

The Beatles, Across The Universe

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Open your eyes and come
Return to the root of the root
of your own soul.

Rumi

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

He had me at “Do you like Guns N’ Roses?”

Ijal, he’s a shining star. I don’t think he realizes just how beautiful he is.

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

They have worries, they’re counting the miles, they’re thinking about where to sleep tonight, how much money for gas, the weather, how they’ll get there – and all the time they’ll get there anyway, you see.”
Jack Kerouac, On the Road

 

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

 

Love happened at a side street canteen in Kuta in the form of Teh Botol Sosro. I took in this beautiful sweet cold drink made from jasmine and Indonesian gambier flowers, and thought to myself, my niece is going to annihilate this. Everything I had in Bali was a postcard to my family and the things they loved: Nasi Goreng, Mie Goreng, fried bananas, coffee and eggs sunny side up. This is for them, and all the “We are on our way back, would you like some Nasi Goreng?” phone calls, for all the mornings the entire house would be perfumed with coffee. I am drinking Kopi Bali every day now, and it is beautiful!

 

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

If you come at four in the afternoon, I’ll begin to be happy by three.

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

 

“Do you like banana or pancake?” Ijal and the boys ask me. I already know what they mean (hint: they like pancakes). They are containing their laughter, but these young surfers, so bright and healthy and happy, are ready to burst.

“I like banana pancakes?” I say, also ready to break.

(We had banana pancakes with Bali coffee at breakfast the day, and they were amazing.)

They teach me a few bad words and howl with laughter at every word I’d repeat. I crack up too, the words being so close to Filipino. I try to memorize their faces in the hopes that they might memorize mine, meeting them for the first time and already wondering if we’ll ever see each other again.

 

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

 

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

 

5.30 pm. Kix, Res and I emerge from one of the best massages of our lives. Just an hour earlier we were almost sure at least one of us (myself) was going to disintegrate in the sun. The massage had given us back all the limbs and senses we were afraid of losing in the narrow Poppies Lane. We would have stayed longer, but now it was time for the greatest show on Earth.

We walk back to the shore in complete awe – suddenly Bali had become another shade of beautiful – the air, cooler, the colors, deeper. Agus lights up as he sees us return. The young surfers start handing out shots of vodka. The beach, which had been a lullaby all afternoon, was now brimming with people and conversations, everything and everyone alive – the sky, the wind, the waves, the street behind us. The sun sets, and we are set in motion – the anticipation, the possibilities, the thirst. The sky was on fire, and all our hearts, with it. There is a collective silence as the sun makes its descent, and it is absolute magic hearing this stillness, myself and all these silhouettes in the horizon, awake and living, at/for this moment in time.

Coral, then vermillion, then a great glorious gold. The sun plunges into the ocean. Scarlet, then crimson, then Alchemy, the deepest veils of purple flood the sky.

At night in Kuta, everyone lives, and everything begins.

 

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

The only thing
I knew,
is that I
was a second,
and she
was eternity.
I spun in
clocks
and she swirled
in stars and
I,
I did not
deserve her.

Christopher Poindexter

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Aku cinta kamu, Bali. Selamat malam.

Thank you Kix and Res. ♥ I cannot wait to go back.

 

 

I was watching her in the beautiful light. She was about to be engaged at sunset – she didn’t know it, of course, but we did – and there I was swimming in the glow this girl radiated, this girl who just wakes up and lives. The beautiful Kim, who (spoiler alert) said yes.

I knew this was going to be one of the most important work I would ever do. Not just beautiful or exciting or sentimental, but important. Ena has always been, in my nostalgia at least, one of those people you wanted to be around. She wears her heart and life and passion on her sleeve, and the most wonderful thing about her is that she makes you feel you can do all those things too – to wear your heart, to live your life. I didn’t realise just how important it would be until that evening on the beach when, after the most amazing sunset that ever lived had just plunged into the ocean, Ena in the dark, asked Kim, in front of their family and friends, to marry her.

Ena cried. Kim cried. I cried (hold on tears, I said, I can’t blur my vision just yet).

I thank the universe for everything that led me to this. These photos are as much for me as they are for this beautiful family. This is life right here. On your knees, in the dark, salt in your eyes and skin, the sea in your lips and hair, sand and rocks and the ocean at your feet, love in every vein.

Thank you Ena, Kim, Erica and Sophia for this infinite day. ♥

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Here I came to the very edge
where nothing at all needs saying,
everything is absorbed through weather and the sea,
and the moon swam back,
its rays all silvered,
and time and again the darkness would be broken
by the crash of a wave,
and every day on the balcony of the sea,
wings open, fire is born,
and everything is blue again like morning.

Pablo Neruda

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

 

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

I love her and it is the beginning of everything.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

You are always new. The last of your kisses was even the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement
the gracefullest.

John Keats 

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
Alive
with closed eyes

E.E. Cummings

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

The pale stars were sliding into their places. The whispering of the leaves was almost hushed. All about them it was still and shadowy and sweet. It was that wonderful moment when, for lack of a visible horizon, the not yet darkened world seems infinitely greater — a moment when anything can happen, anything be believed in.”

“The Shell of Sense,” Olivia Howard Dunbar

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

She was laughing. She was nervous. Thank you, she’d call out to her friends every now and again. Her voice was shaking, her heart beating. Ena in the sunset, so beautiful, and in love and absolute.

 Where is she? I keep on asking
if your eyes disappear.
How long she’s taking! I think, and I’m hurt.
I feel poor, foolish and sad,
and you arrive and you are lightning
glancing off the peach trees.

That’s why I love you and yet not why.
There are so many reasons, and yet so few,
for love has to be so,
involving and general,
particular and terrifying,
joyful and grieving,
flowering like the stars,
and measureless as a kiss.

Pablo Neruda

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Soon it got dusk, a grapy dusk, a purple dusk over tangerine groves and long melon fields; the sun the color of pressed grapes, slashed with burgandy red, the fields the color of love and Spanish mysteries.

“On The Road,” Jack Kerouac

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That’s all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.

W.B. Yeats

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.

E.E. Cummings

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere.
They’re in each other all along.

Rumi

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

“Do you feel that?”
She asked as we watched
the stars and moon illuminate
the sea before us.
“Tell me you feel it?
that longing to not just exist,
but to live and to live beautifully?”
I, with a smile filled with so
much truth it could move
the clouds, said to her:
“Of course I feel it. The heart
in you, is the heart in me.”

Christopher Poindexter

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Congratulations Kim and Ena!!!