The Photographer

There was a time I wondered if this day was ever going to happen. Well it has. My son has picked up yet another of my guilty habits. He is now a photographer. This is far better than smacking butts, especially of the girl down the block (yikes!) Not me him! Though it seems that the camera is as large as he is, he grabs it and wants to take my picture. Who would have thought when he started out so long ago that pictures just might be what he excels at. From the grip on him at birth, I thought it might be golf.

Sure I set up the camera so it focuses on the closest object and maybe an S5 or D300 is a bit much for a 8 yr old to handle, but he seems to understand, he picks up the camera, puts the strap around his neck and clicks away. No training, no nothing. He just clicks away and some turn out quite well. He even coaches his model with little words of more and come-on. Seems like not too long ago I was changing his diapers or when he was born and I thought he had a good grip for golf. Well, I'm just grateful that he hangs onto the camera.

Good stuff!

Below is the link to see Buddy's efforts at picture taking. Notice the photo-journalist type of tilt to the above picture? That kinda stuff you just can't teach! He has most of the rest of the pictures start here. Dad processed them though of course in Aperture. I did not crop though. You can enjoy my efforts of the Lake County Buddy Walk 2008 in slideshow format here.

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