My dad bought me my first serious camera when I was in third grade. I would fly to visit him one weekend a month, and he would take me on what we called "photo expeditions."
We would take our cameras and go some place. Any place. It was usually a pretty casual walk somewhere at a nearby park. We rarely picked any specific subject (sometimes it was "shadows"), but we would just stroll side-by-side and take pictures of whatever we could find.
We crept along for an hour or two, snapping away. We did that in parks around St. Louis, Minnesota, cross-country (through Kansas, Colorado, Nevada), in Japan, in Costa Rica, New Orleans and on.
I'm a lucky kid.
I loved those photo expeditions. And so I keep doing them. I don't think I've ever done anything with any of the photos – I'm not even sure any were that great. It was just about the experience.
These pictures are from my walk with Scott around Newark a couple weeks ago.
Just wanted to share.
Thanks Dad : )