All it takes is being there and pressing the button. It doesn’t matter if the white balance is off or even if it’s out of focus. It really doesn’t because years down the road you just want to be brought back and feel the moment. This is what I learned this Thanksgiving viewing my Aunt’s work as she slowly archives her old dusty slides to digital. It was wonderful to view all these amazing images of past days. So, I’ve decided that this is really what photography is all about. True smiles, unposed poses (if that makes any sense), and real life. The key to this: be there and take the picture. All too often my camera is in the bag.
I stole the few I could put on my USB stick. Here’s a couple of my favorites. Photo’s by my Aunt Peggy.
My mom and dad, young and in love. 1966
Old Orchard Beach, 1960
Josh on his Big Wheel, age 3