They say a model has to be in love with the photographer for him/her to be able to shoot a truly memorable picture. Any wonder, therefore, that my most flattering photographs have all been shot by my older one.
He is immensely talented, I always told myself, because he could grasp the nuances of portrait photography better than many people of an older generation.
But now it turns out that when he is not smashing the lens of my trusty Canon A-540, the younger one takes rather good photographs himself. Not only is this photograph more flattering than any other that has been clicked in the recent past, it also captures perfectly a mood that I get into very infrequently, but which I cherish whenever I do.
Artistically near perfect, I am sure I could not have done better had I tried. And the kid is three months short of his fourth birthday!
While the proud mother in me would love to believe that it is my kids that are super talented, I know that is not really the case. The proliferation of digital cameras has reduced the variable cost of photography to such an extent, the hobby has not become accessible to everyone. I don't cringe, as my parents must have, when my sons take multiple photographs of everyday objects. And practice does make perfect.
Wouldn't it be great if everyone could perfect all their skills as easily. Or would that make life too boring?