This photo of Connor was taken with a Canon Rebel G film SLR, using ISO 400 T-Max film at f/2.8 with a 50mm Canon EF lens. It was processed and printed in my home darkroom with a #5 filter. I spent several hours dodging and burning prints to get this final product.
I can remember this day well. Connor was about 6 and we hadn't had snow all winter. He was anxious to try out his new snowboard, and his mother had bought him a new snowsuit in his favorite color; orange. Then, on a chilly Friday night, the first fluffy snowflakes began to fall like cotton balls from heaven. We awoke Saturday morning to a white blanket of thick, heavy snow; perfect for sledding and snowboarding. Living in Gambier, Ohio, among mature oak, walnut and cherry trees, finding a clear snowboarding path proved to be difficult. Sensing Connor's frustration at the lack of an adequate path, I busted out a 12 foot toboggan my father had made me when I was young. On that day I weighed about 80 pounds more than I do now. So all it took me was two or three trips down the hill to pack a fast and safe path for Connor and Steven to snowboard. We spent the entire day outside, sledding and snowboarding. It is a day that is emblazoned in a father's memory. Fortunately, I was able to capture this shot, which continues to be my favorite black and white portrait I've ever taken; not only for the quality of the picture, but of the memories the picture contains.
I can remember this day well. Connor was about 6 and we hadn't had snow all winter. He was anxious to try out his new snowboard, and his mother had bought him a new snowsuit in his favorite color; orange. Then, on a chilly Friday night, the first fluffy snowflakes began to fall like cotton balls from heaven. We awoke Saturday morning to a white blanket of thick, heavy snow; perfect for sledding and snowboarding. Living in Gambier, Ohio, among mature oak, walnut and cherry trees, finding a clear snowboarding path proved to be difficult. Sensing Connor's frustration at the lack of an adequate path, I busted out a 12 foot toboggan my father had made me when I was young. On that day I weighed about 80 pounds more than I do now. So all it took me was two or three trips down the hill to pack a fast and safe path for Connor and Steven to snowboard. We spent the entire day outside, sledding and snowboarding. It is a day that is emblazoned in a father's memory. Fortunately, I was able to capture this shot, which continues to be my favorite black and white portrait I've ever taken; not only for the quality of the picture, but of the memories the picture contains.