Dear Grandpa, you are the reason I pursue photography with all my might. You are the reason I have the courage to do photoshoots. You are the reason I chase sunsets and sunrises. You are the reason I never give up. You are gone today, but I still feel you every time my finger hits that shutter.
I love you.
My Grandpa shared his love for photography with me. He understood what it was like to see and feel life differently; I call it the language of photography. The language an artist understands, feels and uses to survive. My Grandpa was an incredible man; a servant by nature. He would do anything to help another, spent all his hours volunteering, loving my beautiful and courageous Grandma and doing his part to make this world a better place.
His heart stopped beating, while he still held the book in his hands, on February 23, 2017.
I did the only thing I knew to do; chased the sunset. I found myself at the train station, which was the same place my Grandparents arrived just a few summers prior. I captured the sun sparkling against the tracks, and dedicated my photography to Ron Silver, my Granddad, in that moment. He is behind every picture, sunset and inspiration.
“You are beautiful, and, a very talented photographer. I wish I had your insight and imagination. Love, Granddad”