A lasting memory

There’s something magical about a printed image. When I grew up my mother made albums from our important milestones and when I’m home, I go through them, now sharing those images with my four-year-old. Those images from my childhood are worth more to me than any jpeg on my many hard drives. Crappy snaps with date stamps of me and my brother playing dress up in our humble home we grew up in bring me right back there and I cherish those photos immensely.

If you leave your photos on a disk or your hard drive, your images will gradually fade into oblivion. The images are still there in that folder, but you never look at them and the photographer in me quietly questions why you paid to have me to document your beautiful family if you didn’t intend to do something with your photos.

Print your photos, my friends. Put them on walls, on fridges, or in books, but just print them, ok? Every time you walk past that wall, you will remember that day and smile.

And one day your kids will thank you too.

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