Mother’s Day is a day of celebration. We bring Mom a present, maybe some flowers, maybe some recognition for putting up with us. And just maybe we take a step back and realize how important Mom is to us.
A couple of weeks ago, a friend asked me to photograph her and her Daughter on Mother’s Day. I agreed. I hadn’t seen her Daughter is quite some time and I had never seen them interact.
The day came and we just went for a walk to find a good spot for the session.
There is a bond between Mother and Daughter, unlike any other. They understand and respect each other. I think that there’s a secret code they have as well. One that I was not included in. But it sure did make for great images. And that my friend is all I ever want.
My Father was a pastor, I never knew him, he died many months before I was born.
I was however surrounded by his memory. Actually it was more like a feeling. To this day I still feel that he is with me.
I have a certain comfort when I am around some pastors I have known. These are the people that don’t act as if they know God personally, because I certainly don’t.
A pastor is a human afterall, just like you and me.
I get photograph the pastor at my church quite often as I am photographing various events there. These are usually the ones where the children involved. I like photographing children, flowers and fruit … now there’s a great tag line!
I don’t claim to understand the pain of a disease such as AIDS, or the dedication of those who are trying to cure it, or those who are trying to help make a difference in any way that they can.
“Equity” is a professional actors organization. Among a number of worth causes, Equity has taken on the job of helping inform the public about AIDS through their craft.
I attended one such event in Boston last December 2007 and just now I am at a point where I can write about it . It was a mixture of acting and music. the four actors from Emerson College had interviewed AIDS patients and then created a monologue to present to the audience.
The performances were moving, sad, real, comical, offensive, they made you angry … all the emotions at the same time.
I stood in the back of the dimly lit room and shot a few images just to document the event. I have also attached a short video of the program at the end of this blog. You should watch it.
After the presentation, there was a reception. You see all of the people portrayed were there, they were there to see their story told and to share that evening with the actors. But there wasn’t much saddness in the room. It was a more a feeling of respect.