After not having a photograph of my sister and I after she had passed away in a car accident, I began my love and obsession for documenting the people I loved. Years later after the loss of my uncle, I remember clinging to the photograph of him and I. It was the last photo we took together. I remember how much peace that photograph brought me in my time of grieving. That's when I graduated with my college degree and Kincannon Portraits began.
When I was eight I was your typical tom-boy. I tattled on my brothers, loved playing capture the flag in the street with the neighbor kids and my brothers, fought with my brothers most of the time, and loved them part of the time. I was a total daddy's girl, and ALWAYS prayed for a little sister. What child doesn't pray for a sibling at one point in their life, right? Haha. And, guess what? I got one! I couldn't have been happier.
A few years later my life changed forever. I remember the day so clearly. It was the beginning of May and I was 8 years old. I was on the phone with my dad and I knew he had something important to tell me. I can still remember the sinking feeling the moment the words escaped from his mouth that my only sister had died. Can you imagine being a child, praying for a little sister, you get one, and then all of the sudden, in an instant, she's gone? That’s what had happened.
Years following my sister’s death, I searched for a photo of her. I hunted through boxes and albums, but I couldn't find a single one. That was when I realized I needed to make this right. I needed make sure that I always had a picture of myself and the people I loved in case another tragedy ever happened. In middle school my dad bought me my first film camera. Then in my second year of high school he bought me a brand new slim, digital camera that was small enough to fit in my pocket. It was amazing! It gave me the ability to see and have pictures instantly.
Throughout high school my passion for photography grew. I loved documenting my family and friends. I took pictures every day, updating photos often so that I always had recent photos of those most important to me. In high school I took my first photography class. It was at that moment that I knew what I wanted to be a photographer!
During the last semester of college I received a phone call from my dad. I knew it was another bad phone call because it started out with, “Hey Britt. Where are you? Are you sitting down?” I remember telling my dad to just tell me what was going on because the worst was running through my mind. That’s when he told me that my Uncle Jim had committed suicide. My heart dropped as the tears rolled down my face. I lost one of the most important people in my life. I was just texting him two days prior. I was in shock. It was one of the most depressing times in my entire life. Still to this day it brings me tears, even now as I write this.
My uncle wasn’t a fan of pictures; he would do anything to avoid having his picture taken. Good thing I was his favorite niece though, because somehow I had managed to get pictures of him and I, together. Maybe it was because he let me take them, or maybe it was because I was so persistent, but my goodness… It was one of the best things I had ever done. Looking back on the pictures of me and my uncle was like having a blanket of comfort to wrap up in. Although he was gone, it brought me just a little bit of peace.
The next 5 months were a blur. I honestly don’t know how I was able to keep up my grades and be eligible for graduation, but a few days before graduation it really hit me. Was this diploma in Social Behavior and Self Development really the path I wanted to take? Or, did I want to make a difference and photograph families so they’d have pictures for when the day death knocks on the door and wants to take a loved one away?
I prayed to God about my decision before bed, and I woke up the next morning, eager to launch a business. I had no idea how to launch a business, and definitely no idea on how to be a photographer, but I embarked on the journey. That was in 2011 and that’s when Kincannon Photography was born.
Now, as a self-taught, professional family photographer, I get so excited before each session. I feel so blessed to have the ability to capture these moments and bring comfort to those who can look back on pictures of the people they love the most, like I was able to do with my Uncle Jim. I get to make a difference through the art of photography and provide something that’s so much more than just a picture. It’s a blanket of comfort during tough times, a piece of artwork to decorate a home, and an heirloom to be past down for generations.
- Brittney Kincannon