If you’ve read my bio you’ll know I take after my dad with my
love of photography, if not then why are you here reading my most personal
musings on life? Having grown up getting papped from birth it’s easy to
understand why I prefer being behind the camera and not in front of it. Looking
back at those rolls upon rolls of thighs I had as a baby is actually
reassuring, in that they have mostly gone…to be replaced elsewhere.
Anyway back to the point, my dad is, and has always been, poised
and ready, camera in hand. Whether we were visiting far flung exotic beaches or
driving like lunatics over the Conor Pass in Kerry there was always time to
stop and take a photo. The man has a keen eye for composition and a determined
will to get the shot he wants… by any means necessary. I wouldn’t like to shame
him but he is officially known (to me at least) as The Bug Stalker. He has been
known to see an interesting insect and, not quite having the time to get the
exact right angle, taken it home with him for a cuppa and some madeira cake.
If the insects of this world had a miniature version of Interpol
my pops would be on the top of their Most Wanted list. I have seen many an
excellent macro shot with some suspiciously kitchen-like utensils in the
background. Come to think of it I’m pretty sure I’ve seen one with some bathroom
tiles in it too. While this may sound cruel and unusual punishment for the
unsuspecting bugs, please don’t call the RSPCI just yet. Pops is in the habit
of releasing all mini-models back into their natural habitat, relatively
unharmed. Or so he tells me anyway.
He not only instilled in me a love of photography but has also
managed to cure me of my lens envy after seeing him carry his camera, plus
giant lens, in the manner of Dr. Evil and Mr. Bigglesworth. The sheer effort it
takes to hold the thing, nevermind steady it to get a shot of a bird miles
away, made me rethink my issues. The thing has a handle on it for dog’s sake!
In the spirit of the
Hallmark day coming up this one’s for you Paw, the inimitable Grasshopper