Several years ago my mother won a Minolta camera at a convention and gave it to me as a gift. I didn’t know a thing about how it worked, so I decided to start at the beginning with a basic black and white photography class at Oakland Community College.
As the semester progressed, the weekly commitment of time in class and in lab as well as away from my daughter became a burden and I wondered if the whole thing was worth it.
"Cross in the Woods" at Indian River, Michigan |
With time at a premium, I raced up north to photograph the largest outdoor cross in the nation at Indian River, Michigan. Puffy clouds cooperated to provide the perfect textured background. Next I took several shots of my mother’s hands, workers’ hands, lovingly cradling the rosary. I enlisted my brother’s help, photographing the tattoo on his ankle of a cross within a heart, his own creation...
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