Today is my father's birthday!
... a few memories:
Dad and I on the beach, Seattle, 1983
Dad and Mom, 1984
Dad and I on Sinclair Island, 1988
Drawing on Sinclair Island, 1989
Dad and moth, Sinclair Island, 1989
Naomi, Dad, and Naomi, Sinclair Island, 1989
Arranging a picnic (barbequed clams on the half-shell, gathered that day), Sinclair Island, 1990
Dad and I in Seaside, Oregon, 1991
Me, Dad, and Gael in Seaside, Oregon, 1991
Dad in his studio, Anacortes, WA, 1993
He gave me this painting on my 16th birthday, 1996
At work in Antwerp, Belgium, 1997
As a cyborg in Antwerp, Belgium, 1997
Dad and Gael, Antwerp, Belgium, 1997
Annick and Dad, Antwerp, Belgium, 1997
Dad took this photo of me in Antwerp, Belgium, 1997
Dad, Me, and Gael, Anacortes, 1997
Dad and I, Anacortes, 1998
Benicassim festival pass photo, Barcelona, Spain, 2001
At a friend's wedding, Anacortes, 2002
Dad and I dancing at my wedding, Port Townsend, 2002
Saying goodbye to Dad before moving to London, 2002
Dad and Macsen, returning to Sinclair Island, 2003
At Seattle Central Library, 2004
I love you, Dad!
It was a beautiful and wild experience, I wouldn't change my childhood for the world.
I hope he reads these comments, he's always so self-deprecating about his paintings. I love them. I miss living in a house with every spare bit of wall-space covered in paintings.
your dad seems like he's probably pretty wonderful. and he also aged really well, i think he must be a fantastic person to be around. no wonder you made such a post full of love, he must be a great father. :)
i'm chris, i thought your journal was interesting so i added you. i hope you and your father both had a good day and got to spend it together if possible.
I was born in Spokane (eastern wa), but grew up in Seattle and the San Juan Islands. A tiny 1-mile by 2-mile island where we happened to be the only 3 of 6 people who lived there year-round. I believe everyone should have that experience, it can really change the way you view the world and life -- for the better, I think.
I guess you can see now where the style for snarg came from. His paintings are like analogue snarg, I miss having them on my walls.
I loved that video you posted of you and your father. I hope you don't mind that I saved it.
thank you, I was sad to read about your relationship with your father (or lack thereof). I feel blessed to have the parents that I do; they are so open, accepting, and full of talent and life. As I was growing up they became kind of surrogate parents for my friends who didn't have a great homelife. My longest/closest friend, Becca, still calls them "mom" and "dad".
I like this a lot.
Not just for the insight to your dad. Great guy as he seems to be. But also for the insight into you, over the years.
* How many of these did you take?
* Who's the other Naomi? (In the dinghy, "Naomi, Dad, and Naomi, Sinclair Island, 1989")
* His photo of you in 1997 is wonderful.
Anyway... all of these go into the folder of your stuff I particularly like.
(my own dad died when i was seven. i have only one photo of him, from an old passport)
Let's see, first most of these were taken by my step-mom, Gael. The ones I took were the Antwerp photos (which came out over-exposed, sadly), the one of him at a friend's wedding, in the car, and going back to Sinclair. Here are some freaky self-portraits he took of himself years ago.
The other Naomi was a girl I became friends with "in town". She was very sweet and shy, but unfortunately had an abusive father. One day social services took her away to a foster family and I never saw her again. I still often think about her and hope that she is happier now.
1997 was wonderful. One of the happiest years of my life, experiencing Europe for the first time.
I am sorry to hear of your own father passing away. Do you remember very much about him? I can't even think about my own father passing away.
It's funny, now that I'm older I can really see how I have taken after my parents (in personality and appearance). I have my dad's curls and lips and my mom's nose and bone structure. In mannerisms I take after my step-mom the most, to the point where even though we don't look similar we're asked if we're related all the time. :)