What's the Point?

A friend recently asked me for a quick tip on improving her photographs.  While there are quite a few factors that have to work together to produce a pleasing image, I honestly feel that maybe the most important is answering the question, "What's the point?"  Making that decision before you press the shutter will cause you to more carefully examine the scene, looking for images that will communicate best.

This shot is one of many I took at a local community celebration.  It is a very large event, thousands of people in attendance, and it can be difficult to effectively capture.  I chose to post this image because viewing the crowd from the boys perspective gives you an idea of the size and scope of the event.  Also, now that I look at it, I wonder how in the world this boy managed to wear his jacket??!  The temperature was about 97 with a heat index of 107.  I didn't even notice he had a jacket on - I was too busy trying to not die of heat stroke!!  And yet there he stands, looking all cool.....amazing.

First Father's Day

The first time a young man gets to celebrate his role as a father -it's just an incredible moment. The wonder of that little baby....the love....the responsibility....a day to pause and realize that...

Happy Father's Day!!!

21 Years....

1978.  The year I purchased my first SLR.  I had a 50mm 2.0 lens, the camera was manual, and it produced fabulous photographs.  This photograph of a sweet little boy was shot in 1990 with that Pentax K1000.

What to say?  Time passes. This sweet little boy is now 21 and has become a wonderful young man.  He is someone I can trust, someone I love, someone I admire.....he is my son.

Daddy's Girl

They aren't this little for long.  The sleepless nights become a vague memory, although that may be the result of months of sleep deprivation rather than the dreamy passage of time.  I have to laugh.  When my daughter was a baby, I asked my Mama when I would get to sleep through the night again.  As I waited for her response, hoping for encouragement, she replied, "Never."

Mama was teasing.  You do get to sleep the night through again, but never quite like you did before there was a sweet little bright eyed lady like this one in your house.  A tiny infant who has generated more love in you than you ever imagined possible.  Someone who holds your heart in her tiny fingers.  Even when she sleeps the night through, you don't.  You wake up and slip into her room just to watch her breathe.

What a delight when we took these pictures.  I got to hear this little miss Laugh Out Loud!  Music heard all the way to Heaven!  LOL, indeed, little one!