Brothers
Looking at the photo of my condo for the first time, David asked about the pictures hanging above the plant.
They’re a set of photos my father took of me and my brothers. They were obviously meant as a set, since they were taken at the same spot in the house at the same time of the day. So I had them framed. I wish I could ask my father, why didn’t you let me get dressed? Instead, I look like some sort of miniature Truman Capote in my glasses and bathrobe.
Despite my embarrassment over how I look, I still love the pictures. So I took a closeup of the frame for you all to see.
Those are really cool. You’re lucky you have them.
Those do kick ass indeed.
The order (from bottom to top) of them almost look like pics of the same kid taken in the same place over a span of time ? kinda like some parents measure & mark their kid’s height on the doorframe, but this time it’s done with pictures instead of a pencil or marker.
Also (assuming the picture is of the same person taken over a period of time – which I know it’s not), the variations in color on the clothes, the size of the head in the progression, & the apparant progression thru time of the smile, reminds me a bit of Warhol if he were to do frame-by-frame animation instead of just copies.
That’s great. It’s obvious from looking at them how much your dad cared about all of you.