Like his old man

He doesn't know me yet he is so much like me. Maybe someday we can talk photography.


Artistic Direction

I have spent a great deal of time searching for my "artistic direction". I have realized that is also what I have been doing in life. Searching for direction. I feel I have finally found both. I really love this flat, bleached look and that kind of describes my life, flat, not too colorful but with a muted beauty.



Today you turned 17 years old. Hard to believe how fast the time has gone by. It is such an old cliche, yet it rings true. Can you forgive me for who I was? For the way I thought then? I could only do what I knew then to be the right path. Of course, if I knew then what I know now I would have made other choices. That is the great thing about hindsight, right? I can't change what has been done, what I would have done differently cannot be done now. I can only hope that someday you decide you want to know who I am, what I am about. Maybe you will never make that choice. If that is what comes to be I accept it, I made certain choices myself a long time ago that now leave me at the mercy of your compassion. I pray for this everyday, I can only hope that whatever you pray for I can someday be a part of it.