Any man can be a father. It takes someone special to be a dad.
One last shoot with my dad and his grandpa’s barn. The weather and lighting were perfect for it this morning. In a short while the barn will be burnt down to make room for a new shed so I knew I had to make it out to my parents to do one last shoot. I’ve spent many hours in that barn throughout my lifetime, exploring each corner or just laying behind the barn and dreaming. I’ve always been so attached to the land and buildings on that farm. It’s almost as if I can feel all my ancestors each time I make the short trek to the “old farmyard”.
Whenever I photograph my dad I ask him to NOT dress up. I want to photograph the “real” dad. However, this time we did add something. The big brown coat belonged to his grandpa, Alfred Peterson. The same grandpa who built the barn back in 1933.