The beauty of these pictures for me is firstly that my daughter took all of them and that I can see how, by example and nature, she has developed as a person, now 18 years old, ready to change the world as we always are at that age, growing up here in the village with extensive exposure to nature. To see how she is taking steps to become more involved in cultivating this connection she feels, with a year's volunteer work in a nature preserve in the desert after her matriculation exams.
So despite the difficulties of being a father to a girl who is suddenly 'all grown up', while being so focused on her little brother Segev; despite the misunderstandings and emotions of the teenage years, despite the fear of my own shortcomings and the dysfunction which once in a while seems to spark a discordant tone in our already chaotic family life, I am made proud to see her interest in photography continue. And strangely, this pride makes me hopeful. I don't know whether it is the sentiment of youthful energy directed in a positive way, which inevitably drives our future, or that some change has overcome me and I am once again beginning to see a return of the joy in little things, as once I was enamored of photography and nature long ago, and a feeling that these photographs are somehow connected to my future.
|Pere fighting with leaves|