One of the joys of being a portrait photog is that as your skills mature, so do your sitters. Here is my friend Paul Erstein, lost in the outskirts of my life for several years, but now back. We reconnected, shared some history and “first aid” info, talked about his beloved Mother who lived a long rich life and talked about family. He has a daughter and son, both in strong, loving relationships, one of whom has served up three grandchildren.
In 2015, he rode his motorcycle, remembering zipping round like a kid. He felt some pain selling his bike, but we all got to grow up. New car for a 70th birthday present will make up for it.
In 2017, he day traded, looking to make a score to carry him into older age. He says he still does a little. But I am not here to look at his checkbook.
