I see my dad about once every 5 years or so. I live in Idaho, he lives in stockholm, but he sends me short emails and pics on occasion. I think he snaps some great moments and energy.
Since he hasn’t been in my life as much as I wish he had, these pictures take on a lot of deapth and mean a lot to me. (anyone else have similar/related experiences)
Your father must be a special man.
His pictures say a lot about him.
He captures the essense of his object so well.
Are you ever overwhelmed by these pictures?
They appear to have so much meaning behind them and I don’t even know your father.
Thanks for posting these here.
Love the Rooster. So proud, so regal, so cocky.
Love the first pic is particularly telling. It’s almost like father and son and the cycle of life. A flower is born, it blooms/blossoms, it reproduces a youngling, it starts to wilter but the “son” remains.
Yes, I am overwhelmed by them at times, usually in a possitive way. I know my dad loves me, and these pictures are a really amazing way to say that really.
I’ve been fortuante, but at times (especially after my parents divorce when I was our relationship was a bit rocky between my parents . . . but all that is over now. I am 26 years old, I really don’t need to many more words, pictures do the job much better.
I’d rather just enjoy the pictures than talk of things.
I like your interpretation of the first picture. I was actually thinking the same thing when I was taking a little walk yesterday on some hills here in idaho. all the flowers were dead, scorched from the heat, and had just sheed their seeds. somehow, the dead flowers were still just as beautiful . . . weird and beautiful.
Great photos, Death is prominent with life underneath in the first. Both have gorgeous colors, but the symbolism is clear. Through and through, death, rebirth, life, beauty that is part of life and perhaps death.
Ah, the bad bird, angry regarding all our lots in life.