Except me.
Photography is our family hobby. My grandfather started the
tradition. He passed the hobby onto his children, my father and my aunt. My dad passed it onto me.
One of the best photography classes I ever took was from my father in his kitchen. One by one, my Dad handed me a different type of camera lens, various telephoto, macro, and specialty lenses. I put them on my film camera body and looked through his kitchen window and at the same pot of flowers to understand what each lens did to my subject.
Many of my family and friends have my photo hanging in their
homes. I’ve been asked to shoot photos for others too.
Photography wise, it’s a cobbler’s kid doesn’t have any
shoes situation around here. Here’s my photo collection. One photo of Husband and Blitzkrieg on my desk.