February 14th, 2011 by Glendyn
I have quite a few childhood memories of sitting bored in the back seat of Dads car, pulled over on the side of the road, with the emergency lights ‘ticking’. And Dad off in the trees trying to get a photo of something he had just seen. “You cant go past a ‘white wooden bridge’ if you want a good photo!” I think that may have been my fathers only aesthetic advice passed onto me over the years. Dad would also often stop along side countless rose gardens and squint into his heavy chrome Minolta and ‘click’ for what felt like hours.
I’m worried some of it has rubbed off though. As I scan through my aperture folders and see how many random shots I have taken of roses and flowers, some of which you’ll see on these pages. All the old school roses are in full bloom in and around Brunswick where I live, I’m so tempted to pull over and photograph them all, but resist through the fear of becoming too much like my Dad.
I did take a few snaps of these ones though…
Happy Valentines Natalie!