With his passing...

I have been a bit of a photographic funk for the past few weeks. My grandfather recently passed away, and so I have not really been in the mood to make many photographs as of late. One of the quick portraits I made of him six months ago during my grandmother's funeral was the one that we used during his. The night after his funeral I sat on my bed in the hotel room and stared at his photograph...

It hurt to know that he had passed. I did feel some pride in knowing that my grandfather had liked that photo of him. I also recognized the importance of having a proper photograph of yourself. Not just for you, but for those behind you. Who are you? There is something to be said of a photograph that is able to communicate your essence to future viewers. Yes, that was my grandfather in the picture. A wink. A smile. A little bit of hurt.

I have resolved to photograph my entire family. One person at a time. This may take me three years. Proper portraits. My first image will be of my uncle at the outboard of his fishing boat, the sun setting behind him. These will be clean and simple portraits. I will make our family's book.