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Ha ha ha ha ha! I actually laughed out loud when I read this. Maybe I’m getting inspired…
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Today my favourite inanimate object is a heron sculpture my mother gave to me. It was a wedding gift, but when she received it, it was part of a pair. She damaged one heron, and was going to get rid of both, but then offered the good one to me. I never saw the damage to the first heron, but absolutely love the sculpture, because I love birds, and the environments where herons usually live, but mostly it reminds me how elegant my mother is. When I look at that sculpture, I always see her in my mind.
This is my father. This is almost a perfect interpretation of him. He is one of the friendliest people I have ever met. He loves people. He’s spent a good part of his life helping others, including a group of neighbours with special needs who made buttons, including this cute name tag on his vest. His nickname is Joe 5-0 and this photograph was taken on a family vacation in Les Iles de la Madelaine. Dad’s family is French - Brayonne - they sailed from St-Malo, France, which is one of the most beautiful places I have ever visited.
While we were on the Magdalene Islands we woke up at 5 am everyday, just me and him. We explored the islands with our cameras before the rest of the family got up to start the day. Those moments are precious to me, moments for us, just me and my dad. He is the reason I became a photographer. He died in 2009, two days before my birthday. I miss him everyday. He was my alarm clock and called without fail every morning at 7:30 am on the dot, and often throughout the day. If he had theme music to go with his life, it would be the theme song to Charles Schultz’s, Peanuts. Perhaps. He actually loved classical music, especially Tchaikovsky.