As a kid, we never want to believe that we are like our parents in any way. Call it nature or nurture, but I have to admit that I see so many ways that I am like both of my parents. I definitely have my mom's travel bug but my dad definitely exposed me to the photo bug. Although he was an amateur photographer, he shot weddings, social events, church functions and even some forensics pictures (image discovering some of those as a kid -- yikes). I can only image the kind of pictures he would be taking now with all of the new technology we have. But he took some pretty cool shots with old 120 film cameras, 35 mm, and the polaroid One Step 600. He even shot movies with his Super 8mm video camera. My dad had talent. Heaven only knows how he got into the picture taking business but his photo bug has been passed down to me. I actually learned a lot about composition and lighting from my dad and I use these skills to compete with my husband who thinks he is the master of everything photography. Ermanno may have more technical knowledge than me but I have old school experience. Let's see what you think. Below are the last pictures I took with my dad before he passed away and the last picture he took of me. As they say, the apple does not fall too far from the tree. Here's to you, dad.
Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to the body and soul.
---John Muir, Yosemite 1912