This story was assigned to me during the Eddie Adams Workshop XXXVIII.
I was asked to photograph Paul Plumadore and his husband, Jim Tindell, two men who have built a quiet universe made of paper, plants, and movement.
Paul cuts and glues with the precision of someone searching for meaning inside fragments. Jim tends the garden, listens to the wind, and moves with the grace of Tai Chi.
I spent days watching their rhythm, the silence between gestures, the patience of creation, the humor that holds them together.
This work is not about collage or Tai Chi, but about the space in between: where life slows down, and love takes shape in the smallest movements.