Dad of the old

Creating this new website, for the Nth of time, marks what feels like one of the steps of a new beginning. In many ways, I made some difficult life choices, that shaped my present. At the same time, life had plans of its own. It was an overdue time to time to think, reflect, dream and find new hope.

The cut also reflected on my photo library and I’ve been reluctant for a while to look at my archive. As it happens, when you start migrating content you need to do that “technical” work of sorting the images out. Among many of these images, I’ve stumbled upon a series called the summer, shot in 2016 – in many ways a decisive year.

On this particular day, a few days before my 36th birthday I photographed my family and dad. He was sitting in his weird front yard in Topolska street, as he always did in the days. While being a guy that loved photography himself, he never enjoyed being on the other side of the lens. But it’s also hard for him to say no, or at least I gave him no choice :)

In these 10 years, he went through frequent life-threatening events. They left many visible and invisible marks, but he always manages to push through thick and thin. This is one of the many reasons I admire him, he is my beautiful wacky dad :)

My Dad in December, 2019