My first born....

Take a look at my oldest Daughters blog about our trip to Yellowstone. We had a blast. Like all my kids she is wonderful.

Assignment...."light"

Lindsay gave us the challenge this week to photograph light.  More specifically types, i.e morning, mid day and late day.  I have a lot of ideas running through my pea brain.  One is to not only record light as in rays, curves, kelvin degrees, etc.  But maybe our "lights".  Like the photo above.  A picture of one of the "lights" of my life.  I don't even have to point him out.  His wonderful personality is always there and up front.  This next week I will shed light on some of the lights of my life......  This is how our photography should be.  Bringing attention to a subject or scene with light.  Recording it in such a way that it is remembered.  So the photo encourages a second glance or stare.  Or at least a "wow, this photograph is good".  

Light makes it all happen. 

Good luck with your(s) and my shooting this week.  

Grammy Bokeh!

Not sure what to say more than the photo already does!

The best subject ever....

Who's that guy with the camera laying at the goal?

Grandpa's will do anything to get "that" picture.  When 4 year old kids play soccer the rules are a little mushy.  Close enough to the goal to block shots was this sports photographers position (at least at this game).  I have not given up the wildlife thing.  It's March and the best wildlife are in acapulco on vacation.  Thank goodness my grandson is becoming the next Pele (spell check really does not like this word).  You know the famous soccer star Pele?  It was a short game.  Good thing I only shot 16GB of pic's.  Hey he's worth it!

The many FACES.......

"If I knew earlier how fun grandkids are I would have had them first"   A famous quote by my father-in-law.   Boy was he right.  Above are three examples of the most animated young man I have ever known.  He is the smartest, cutest, most intelligent.....Ok I am the proud grandfather!  If only we could see the world through the eyes of a child.  (Many people tell me I have that ability.  I think that is the intent when my peers at work tell me I act like a much younger man at times.  I insist on this being a compliment.)  He loves his PAPPA!  Look into his eyes.  He is waving to the photographer with the long lens that he has seen many times.   The guy he knows very well and loves to get at ground level with him and play trucks.  His PAPPA (when not photographing) is the best at truck noises.  Why not?  Papa makes all kinds of noises.  (Some not approved by GRAMMY and MOMMY.)  Can a little child bring great joy?  Absolutely.  I find myself daydreaming about the time I was teasing him about something and he responded to me "You are crazy PAPPA".  Or the time he and I made up story's revolving around the "Cars" characters.  But most of all when he smiles his eyes turn to half moons.  When I say who does PAPPA love he responds with his first name.  He always is the peace maker.  "Dad we don't say that word" is repeated often.  Grammy and Pappa love our two grandchildren.  I can't wait for the next time he runs to my arms yelling PAPPA!