It’s been a year to the day that my dad died. He was my mentor, my buddy, and the quiet force that propelled me to always shoot for success.Continue Reading
My amazing dad died on July 22, 2013. It was less than 4 months after my mom died of the same hideous disease – what else, cancer.
After all these years vising my parents out here in BC, I’m finally starting to meet their friends and neighbours. When something bad is going on, this little community so absolutely pulls together. In a matter of 2 days everyone has called and offered their thoughts, and is checking in asking about my dad and offering all kinds of help – even though I am essentially a stranger in “town.” Continue Reading
My dad is a great teacher so I was easily able to learn the basics –
aperture, shutter speed, and back then ASA film speed. He’d buy me
photography books for Christmas and birthdays and gently critique my
results. In time I got beyond the "snapshot" and got the hang of the
tools, and started to take photos that expressed more than just "point and shoot." He introduced me (figuratively) to Freeman Patterson
(another POI), whose influential book, The Art of Seeing, sent me over the moon with delight as I saw just what kinds of cool images could be made with a little imagination.
So, that is really where and how I got my start. I suppose
this is how it is for many of us, we get exposed at an early age and it
just unfuses every molecule with that drive to create something. The
secret? Become exposed to it early; have a good teacher, practice often,
get good feedback, and keep educating your self.
Thanks Dad! Happy Father’s Day.