My son Jackson and my brother Kenny pose in a battle stance at my home in Joliet, Ill. September 12, 2015.
I've never posted anything very personal on any website that I've had. I could say that it is supposed to be a professional site, but more so I think revealing yourself is scary.
Tonight I was going through old hard drives, and I kept running into old photos that don't seem like that long ago, but change creeps up on you slowly. It is easy to get wrapped up in shooting daily assignments. However, seeing images just a few years old, from when I first started taking photos, reminded me why I was drawn to photography in the first place. Life changes really fast and I love being able to see and remember.
The photo above is one of my favorites; we were celebrating Jackson's sixth birthday with my family and Jackson's family. To clarify, when Jackson was born I gave him up for an open-adoption. He has two amazing parents and the three coolest siblings. They blow my mind. I usually avoid sharing personal matters publicly, but I'm really proud to know Jackson and I would hate for him to grow up thinking that I didn't want other people to know he exists. Through him I have grown and have gotten to see my family open up in a way I didn't know was possible. The relationship between adoptive families and birth mothers takes time, but now I feel like I have two families and that rocks.
This picture represents that for me. Along with Jackson being really obsessed with my brother and saying things like "Uncle Kenny, will you have a sword fight with me?".
Anyways, here are some old photos I found that make me happy.