I guess I knew my dad was into photography, so a part of me was interested in picking it up to understand him a little better.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My dad was actually against me being a photographer. He thought it was a dead-end job and that you end up doing baby pictures and weddings.
My dad had been an ardent amateur photographer, and he taught me to compose a photograph from the back to the front, and then populate the picture.
I had been teaching myself photography.
I was brought up on art. My father thought I had a great hand at art and sent me to art school. But he did not want me to become a photographer.
My father thought photography was done by lowlifes.
Initially, it would bother me when filmmakers, script writers, dialogue writers and choreographers tried to recreate a bit of my dad though me.
My father did advertising photography.
I understood the craft of photography when done by an artist is art.
Now, my knowledge of photography was terribly limited.
Growing up, I didn't give my grandfather's photography a second thought. I wasn't involved in his work, except that I helped my dad print his negatives.