Tuesday, June 30, 2009

When I'm 92 . . .


I've always had a fondness for those who lives were about 30 - 40 years ahead of mine. There's something about their life experiences and their diplomatic, courteous ways. It was a generation that was buffalo-like. By that I mean, when a storm brewed up in their life, they put their head down and simply walked right into it, head on, and came out the other side a better person for it. So when a client of mine asked me to create some portraits of her parents, who now reside in a nursing home, I was elated!

Everett is 92 and he acts and talks like a man 20 years his junior. His brain is as flexible as a Cirque du Soleil performer! As you can tell, his eyes brighten right up and his smile is infectious. A laugh is always at the ready, and so it was a relaxing time I spent with he and his wife Eva. The images I made will become family mementos for their adult children.

As I look at the image, I wonder why I'm not asked to do this more often? Is it an age thing? Do people think that beauty stops at a certain age? Perhaps the lesson is to not put off having your family portrait made. I know my client is glad that she did this before more changes occur.

We all get old but our inner beauty ALWAYS shines through and that's what endears us to one another.

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