Some photos from a morning walk along the Sifton Bog in London.
Camera: Canon EOS 600 - 50mm f1.8
Sunday, September 7, 2014
Wednesday, August 27, 2014
Miles Davis Cool
There's probably little coincidence that my son has taken an interest in his little plastic trumpet after we started listening to Miles Davis. While August has no idea who Miles Dewey Davis the third is yet, I hold hope that his music will play some kind of a role in his development.
Even before my son was born, I consciously selected music that I wanted him to hear. I am not only into the music and lyrics of artists, but their back stories also lend to my impression and appreciation of them. When I look at Miles’ beginnings, it’s cool to learn that at a young age his mother wanted him to learn piano, as she, unknown to Miles, could play the blues. Miles didn’t start learning music formally until he was 13, after his dad gave him a trumpet.
At our house, August is surrounded by drums, percussion, guitars and a piano. We’re not pushing him to one specific instrument, he is way too young to even understand what they really are now, but we don’t keep anything away from him. My true love plays piano, she’s classically trained, so there’s a good chance that will influence my son.
Even before my son was born, I consciously selected music that I wanted him to hear. I am not only into the music and lyrics of artists, but their back stories also lend to my impression and appreciation of them. When I look at Miles’ beginnings, it’s cool to learn that at a young age his mother wanted him to learn piano, as she, unknown to Miles, could play the blues. Miles didn’t start learning music formally until he was 13, after his dad gave him a trumpet.
At our house, August is surrounded by drums, percussion, guitars and a piano. We’re not pushing him to one specific instrument, he is way too young to even understand what they really are now, but we don’t keep anything away from him. My true love plays piano, she’s classically trained, so there’s a good chance that will influence my son.
The little plastic toy trumpet, which is not the easiest instrument for a one-year-old to get sound out of, keeps getting picked up. Then again, it also keeps getting dropped, for what I can only guess is for the sound it makes when it hits whatever surface it lands on. That might seem annoying, but to him, that’s pretty cool.
Sunday, August 24, 2014
The Attack of the Tunnel Monster
When I woke up beside my true love this morning, I felt like I was an inch away from falling off the bed. Some time during the night, my son woke up and wanted nothing to do with doing back into his crib, so he ended up in our bed.
I don't mind when the night plays out like that because he is a morning person, just like me, so it's all fun and games until my true love gets her bearings.
While at the park, fun sparked an idea to create a short horror film as my true love played the role of the Kraken and my son, the baby pirate.
Enjoy.
I don't mind when the night plays out like that because he is a morning person, just like me, so it's all fun and games until my true love gets her bearings.
The morning was the first in eight days that I got to wake up with my family, so we made breakfast and tidied the house before taking a walk to the playground. You can watch my son eat pancakes and strawberries for over two minutes if you like.
While at the park, fun sparked an idea to create a short horror film as my true love played the role of the Kraken and my son, the baby pirate.
Enjoy.
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