Brad Swonetz, former student of my Dad's, good family friend, artful photographer and person who I call when freaking out over pricing a job (thanks man!) just sent two pictures he came across while sifting through old photographs. That's my Dad and I in LA, I think at the garment district? We were shooting dianas through windows with reams upon reams of fabric. I was about 16 or 17 I'm guessing.
It's little quiet moments like this that pull at my heart strings and make me so feel so grateful for my family and all the adventures we've had together. We are a lucky bunch.