don\'t me
My father just turned 80 years old in this photo. This was last year. He doesn’t look eighty here, despite the lateness of the hour when I took the photo, at least not in my eyes.
Today, the 28th of March, he would have turned 81.
This photo was the one that got me started with portrait photography.
This was taken when Cherry and I were just starting to go out. It feels like it happened just a year ago. Time is biased. It goes so quickly during the happy times and walks all too slowly during the not so good times. As of late, time seems to just linger about as if waiting for something to happen.
The photo was taken with a borrowed Pentax film camera loaded with a Kodak black and white film. ISO 400, if I remember correctly.