Father's day is fast approaching and I can't help thinking about John. I first met John last year when he contacted me to help him reframe some photo's his daughter had sent him from California. The two photos were updates of his beloved grandaughters. He hadn't seen them for several years and now they were young ladies rather than the little girls he had in the frames. His family were on sabatical, having taken two years off to travel the world. What an amazing experience! Jealous? Ah yeah. But he told me all about how much he missed them and that he was so hoping to see them when they called through New Zealand on their way back to California. There was a bit of doubt though, John thought that maybe they wouldn't prioritise a visit with him over other more exciting things to do.
But a couple of months later I got a very excited phone call "you have to come" "When?" I ask, "I don't know, but you have to be on stand-by" Hmm ok what's up John? "They're coming, they're really coming! I know it's soon, but I don't know when but can you come? I definitely want photos of us altogether." So I agreed to do the best I could and work around it as much as humanly possible. Then one of his granddaughters rang me a couple of weeks later very hesitantly asking if John had made an appointment with me. We managed to arrange a time that suited and had a really nice time getting some precious photos of them all together. Naw that's nice, but...
What's so special about that I hear you ask? Well, John is vision impaired. The portraits that now hang in his home are not for him, he says, they are there so he can show off his family to his visitors. He is so proud of them.
Pretty cool stuff. It's just this kind of story that gives me the warm fuzzies about what I do. No pressure, but it makes you think doesn't it? When was the last time you had a photo taken with your Dad? Do it on Sunday September 2nd - even if its just with your phone.