He grew up with me. We were (are) close. He knows I studied art for some time. He knows I have a (small) talent in drawing. He knows I still have my stash of drawings from the art shows framed in the black matte boards. (And that I'm still proud of them, even if they are 10+ years old.) He knew that easel would make me happy by jump-starting the creative sector of my brain. Plainly put - it was a good gift.
So, now he goes and does something even better. He called me tonight to ask "if I would like to take their engagement photos". I mean, this is a big deal for me. My brain is on overdrive trying to be creative & different without taking away from what the pictures actually stand for. It's a bigger deal because he is the photographer of the family. I took classes in high school & worked for the paper. I've spent time in a dark room & learned about f-stops. But he's a different story. He's just flat.out.good. He's got the eye for it. It comes very naturally to him. So, I've got a big job coming up. I've got to kill these shots.
Isn't this fun? :)