Notes

I had completely forgotten about this until I was looking through some random papers the other day. When we leave notebooks, my dad likes to leave notes. Lots of times they are to my mother, or they are about things he has done, or is going to do. Parts of them tend to be confusing, but for the most part you can understand what he is trying to convey.

This weekend I left a notepad out again and today when I came home I found this note.
Ever since he had a mild stroke in 2006, his handwriting has been all over the place and his spelling hasn't been the greatest either. I remember when I was younger how I would call him the human dictionary. He seemed to know how to spell everything, as well as how to explain everything. Maybe he'll start writing me letters.

Studio Journal: Recent Happenings

Things have been moving a little slower as of late. Thanksgiving came and went. It's nearly December. I haven't been as productive as I wish I could be, but this is what I've been working on as of late with my dad.

Group Show

Studio Journal - Phillip Toledano

In regards to starting my project about my father, it was recommended that I look at Days with My Father, by Phillip Toledano. I have never been moved to tears before by artwork, but these photographs hit so close to home. Already I feel this will be one of the biggest influences upon my upcoming work and the series is nothing short of beautiful.