This post is a bit different...more about me than Aidyn...but you will understand after reading! I have been thinking a lot lately about photographs...mostly thinking about them and not shooting them...as life right now seems to be more spa/child/family/survival than photography. I was thinking about Michael and I taking a recent trip down to see his family in Milwaukee. We had a bitter sweet family reunion as we had a burial for Michael's grandmother. This always seems to be a time where we all sit down and look through photo albums.....remember those..yeah books that hold photos...beautiful sweet yellowing photos of us as children. And if we are really lucky pictures of past generations in that beautiful think cardstock of black and white.
OK, so the point of all of this is that I miss the photograph...the real true to life photograph. It saddens me that Aidyn will have a very different approach to photographs, and photo albums in all honesty will most likely be on his iPod...how strange. I got my first glimse of this as my cousin Ben sat on the couch with Aidyn one summer day and showed him his iPhone. Ben simply moved his finger across the screen and it moved to the next image...Aidyn instantly got it, grabbed the iPhone and scrolled through the pictures...one by one by one...HE IS TWO!!!!!
So, I have found a software for my computer, and I am sort of creating a suto-polaroid...a desire to create a memory of what used to be. It is fun, and yes it is digital, but it feels homey...it feels good and warm and fuzzy. So, I write this blog in tribute to old photographs and I PROMISE to be the one personally to show Aidyn real photographs, and make sure he has his own real albums along with his ipod...or god knows what they will be when he is a teen ager...I am not ready to think about that yet.
Enjoy!
