AMSTERDAM 5/79 HORIZONT is scrawled in lovely chicken scratch across the yellowing onion skin sleeve of negatives…
All I know about these photographs is that four years before I was born my dad was touring Amsterdam with a lady and a Russian camera.
Like father like son is the cliche. Is it true? I have a penchant for making panoramic images. Can something like that be passed down through DNA? The base desire to grab the whole scene as your eyes take it in, the entirety of what this wild world offers up.
I can’t know that. It’s something that science won’t be able to extract from me. I just have to follow my intuition and be content in the knowledge that before I was even an idea, beautiful photographs were being taken by a person who is now a piece of me.
I have more of these old sleeves that I’ll share every once and awhile on here. Look out for that and see my dad’s other images here.