Now that I am old, I mean, older, no, I mean, wiser… whatever… I am no kid anymore… I live vicariously through my children… no, that’s not it either, but what does happen to me sometimes, is that I am able to glimpse back into my childhood, and remember what the world seemed through my eyes as a 7 or 8 year old, the ages my kids are now…I love that feeling, a memory rushing back, going back to my younger self, re-living the moment, and then, re-living it again, and again, as myself today, the older self, I mean wiser… I always get new insights into those moments – sometimes they just shed a new light, sometimes they dispel my fantasy, and sometimes, just sometimes, they enhance my appreciation for my childhood, my parents, my life. Looking at the above image of Robert and Paul, I wonder, how big does Robert look to Paul, how much of a big brother hero is he? How will he forever remember these moments they spent together, kidding, loving, walking, running, hugging, tickling… how will this moment affect this 7 year old for the rest of his life? What will he think about these images in 20 years?
I love photography, and more than capturing a moment in time, it’s creating one, and recreates it over and over again.
And of course, knowing this family – siblings and parents, I know that many wonderful memories are created every day of their lives, and I am just happy I am in a small way, a part of this family, forever.