I don't have a many images of my mom's side of the family. I expect there's a shoe box full of photos somewhere in Japan that I will eventually get my hands on.
My mom was born and raised in Tokyo pre-and-post war. She lived through the fire-bombing of tokyo, the post war reconstruction, and eventually traveled to Seattle to attend school at the University of Washington where she received a degree in architecture. We have extended family in Seattle, and her father received and engineering degree from the University of Washington in the 30's. I scanned some baby and passport pics and some candid shots from her at work in a san francisco architectural office during the 60s.
my maternal grandparents
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the best part of 4th of july is always the fire after the party. those in the know don jackets and tough it out into the morning hours to talk, catch up, and reminisce. the truly experienced bring sleeping bags and sleep the night under the stars.
There's nothing like firelight to bring out the best in your friends. The wavelength is so integrally bound to feelings of family and warmth. I imagine the first societies were formed around fires, as we huddled together against the wind, and rain, and wild beasts. For me its simply home and family. I love falling asleep in front of a fire. And there's nothing I'd rather share with my friends.
Firelight has also had a big part in shaping my shooting style. Lust for the warm light and intimate moments are what drew me to better sensors and larger apertures. I have never gone back.
enjoy
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