The Perfect Family - Part I
With my photography, I have one principal goal: To capture real moments in people's everyday lives which are worth remembering. This is a picture of my own everyday, one where my mischievous and hilarious daughter decides that it's not enough to simply pick out the pesky bit of snot that's been bothering her for several hours, but that she needs to do it in a way that stretches her nose out so it contorts the entirety of her little face. She does it with flair and a flick worthy of any seasoned darts pro. If only I could show you the missile which followed...
As a father who wants desperately to create valuable photographic memories of this time in my family's life, would I want a staged picture like the this on the left, where everything is clean and perfectly laid out? The answer is a resounding NO! How wonderful it would be if my kitchen could look like this every so often, but the truth is that it never does. I want to represent the true family life that I experience. I don't need a photo of neatly dressed kids to show the world how perfect and in control I am as a parent, because I'm far from perfect and most often feel like I have no idea what to do with the screaming little monster whom I love so dearly, yet screeches at the top of her lungs that she will NOT eat the sandwich which she has been screaming for since daybreak. And it's perfectly normal and OK to feel that way. I'm hoping that more parents take my lead in admitting that despite the many books I have read and the theories that my wife and I have prescribed to with regards parenting, I don't know what the hell I am doing half the time. Theories are all well and good, but when your two-year-old turns into the Kraken, which book do you turn to then?
In my weekly blog, I hope to share with you the spectacularly imperfect moments which I truly hold dear in my heart, in the hope that you will also be sold on the idea that families are not places where kids help to cook your dinnertime meal as perfect robotic angels. We have enough reasons to feel inadequate or guilty about things we do without turning the most crucial roles of our lives into a guilt filled ride where we miss appreciating and recording the good stuff and have little to remember it by when we are wrinkled like raisins and abandoned by our selfish children.
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