i always had this great relationship with my father, even if during most of the years i lived with my parents, his job kept him away from home four days a week. i loved to chat with him, though i think he always got lost in details and had this tremendous difficulty in going straight to the point and was not that fast speaker, i told him about the first time i drank alcohol, got drunk and sick, all in the same time (new year’s!) and he laughed at me, i remember him coming home from the grocery shopping with my mom and he was lifting a tricycle over his head for me, until today the smell of raw wood from carpenter’s shops is really familiar to me, because he worked as a sales man in that field and i would go with him on his visits when i was off school… and i remember him holding me and pointing me at the waves when i was little, without letting me go and i would cry the whole time. it’s amazing how on earth i like water, i like to swim and i love my father, after this! and this is a photo i took two years ago on my hometown while we were taking a walk.
he had a few light strokes in these last years, lost a lot of his memory and some capabilities began to deteriorate, this year he was diagnosed with alzheimer’s. it’s heartbreaking and at the same time, after all these last years’ changes, it doesn’t surprise me. both my brother and i moved to different cities, so we’re not there with them and we don’t go there that often, though we try to see them from time to time in the course of the year. it’s just sad what the future holds for us sometimes.
camera: holga 120cfn
film: lomography color negative 100