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Dear Photograph,Here I am as a little boy, with my great grandfather I met for the first time and his beloved Jovi the Poodle. They returned home in Belgrade, Serbia for the first time in 50 years. Spending almost all of his life in Alaska, he had a small gold mine there. Sadly, soon after this photo was taken, he went on vacation, never to return. All I have now is this photograph of the three of us and a ring with a golden nugget that he gave me.
While making this image, I realized the full power of “Dear Photograph” phenomenon. When I looked through the viewfinder and “connected” the photo with reality, the past and present aligned. It was a deep, nostalgic and very emotional moment. Suddenly I was taken back 31 years, standing on the same place, looking at the same building, together with my grandpa and his little Jovi. Precious moment.Ivan

dear-photograph:

Dear Photograph,
Here I am as a little boy, with my great grandfather I met for the first time and his beloved Jovi the Poodle. They returned home in Belgrade, Serbia for the first time in 50 years. Spending almost all of his life in Alaska, he had a small gold mine there. Sadly, soon after this photo was taken, he went on vacation, never to return. All I have now is this photograph of the three of us and a ring with a golden nugget that he gave me.

While making this image, I realized the full power of “Dear Photograph” phenomenon. When I looked through the viewfinder and “connected” the photo with reality, the past and present aligned. It was a deep, nostalgic and very emotional moment. Suddenly I was taken back 31 years, standing on the same place, looking at the same building, together with my grandpa and his little Jovi. Precious moment.

Ivan

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dear-photograph:


Dear photograph, A good bit of my foundation was laid from being on that boat. Any one who ever stepped on it never completely stepped off. Mom Mom and Pop Pop were always TEACHING the youngins and some grown how to bait hooks, take fish off the line and respect nature by learning about it. I can still remember sitting on that engine box as a kid heading up the river, the loud rumble made you shut up and take it all in. When you were old enough you got to sit on the bow, cut bait and remove the rope from your rod that was tied to the frame. Because of my grandparents praises every child that walked off the Catfish felt they caught the fish of the day. Sitting on dry land rotting, I realize its just a chunk of wood now without Mom Mom and Pop Pop at the helm. Drifter

dear-photograph:

Dear photograph,
A good bit of my foundation was laid from being on that boat. Any one who ever stepped on it never completely stepped off. Mom Mom and Pop Pop were always TEACHING the youngins and some grown how to bait hooks, take fish off the line and respect nature by learning about it. I can still remember sitting on that engine box as a kid heading up the river, the loud rumble made you shut up and take it all in. When you were old enough you got to sit on the bow, cut bait and remove the rope from your rod that was tied to the frame. Because of my grandparents praises every child that walked off the Catfish felt they caught the fish of the day. Sitting on dry land rotting, I realize its just a chunk of wood now without Mom Mom and Pop Pop at the helm. 
Drifter