…still can’t fold their laundry in a timely manner. But that’s not my subject right now.
One of the most fun aspects of becoming a photographer has been my family learning the art of photography along with me. My sister is very good with a camera (and actually had a good one before I did!), and she captures pictures of my niece and nephew that take my breath away. Starting at age three, Davis would take my camera and go around the house, taking photos of the things and people who interested him. From his perspective, he saw things that I missed during my busy days and made me realize that there is a whole other angle to see if I could just slow down. Katie has one of my hand-me-down cameras, and sometimes takes hours posing her American Girls in the snow, at the pool, in the yard, or sitting in a tree. You’d think she was doing a photo shoot with real people, and the resulting portraits would make American Girl proud. Most importantly for a middle school girl, her selfies are top-notch.
Two weeks ago, my husband came along with me on a job. He handed me lenses when I needed to make a change, and *very* carefully made suggestions about posing my subjects and lighting. (He was in my wheelhouse, after all!) Last week, he wanted to come along again for another session. After years of discussing cases with him, it was really fun for him to work with me. I realized how much he has learned about photography in the last few years and that he is an artist in his own right.
The toughest nut to crack has been my mother. Despite numerous attempts to teach her some basic photography skills, she has cut me off each time. She says that she has no interest. I’ve understood. Photography is not for everyone. (Thank goodness, I need a job!) So you can imagine my surprise two nights ago when we had the following conversation on the phone:
Mom: I found the most bizarre-looking bug on my back door tonight.
Me: Well, can you describe it to me?
Mom: I took a picture of it with my phone. I’ll send it to you.
SHE DID WHAT?!? My mother took a picture? There’s hope for her yet — it’s good!