This is some hardcore family nostalgia mainlined straight into my heart. Yes, it’s 80 minutes. You’ve been warned. Maybe take this in over a weekend. I mean, if you’re family; it’s likely not of interest unless you know us 🙂. This collection of dozens of 16mm home movies was filmed by my Grandpa Awad and my Dad between the late 1960s and early 70s as far as I can tell (Aunt Dorothy will correct me if I’m wrong).
I’m so grateful our friends Rory and Lauren graciously allowed me to photograph their beautiful daughter Harlow’s one year milestone. It was great to see her just starting to walk around and explore their space. We haven’t seen them as much since they moved a few streets away from our neighbourhood, so it was fun to catch up with them as well. Continue reading “Harlow Turns One”
While visiting my family last year, I was looking through some old photo albums and found a picture of me as a young teenager holding up a pie I was about to put into the oven (I went through a bit of a baking phase). Needless to say, it made me laugh — but something else about the photo struck me. It’s clearly a snapshot and not technically perfect, but I think it’s a great photo (I’m guessing my Mom took it). It made me think about my own photography and, as I’ve started to get more into the craft and process, how I might have approached this same moment. Continue reading “The Story at the Edges”