One thing I love about digital photography is that it often captures brilliant mistakes, causing the subjects of the photographs to appear as blurs of color, distinct but indistinct. There’s something very Unsolved Mysteries about it all. You’ve seen those episodes on haunted houses, where a smudge on film is alleged to be (insert the late Robert Stack’s eerie voice here) “the ghost of the murdered farmer’s daughter!”
The photos in this piece capture a fleeting moment where movement becomes stillness, an impression. Yet of course none of these people are ghosts. They’re spirits in the material world. So without further ado, I present some ethereal, perhaps a little spooky, Ghost Portraits while Halloween is still on everyone’s mind.
