At Knee-Level

Q is at the age when he asks questions about everything and wants to try everything - especially if he sees adults doing it.  As his parents, we often take photos of it because, obviously, everyone will want to scroll through the photos every chance they get, right?  After two years of this, Q has decided he wants to take photo too.  Wanting to foster his possible love of photography in the future, I gave him a point-and-shoot Canon I had given his mother a few years ago that has sat unused in a drawer.

Q will take a few photos and move on to something else after a while, but occasionally, he snaps a perfectly interesting and spooky shot, a perfect mixture of odd angles, weird framing, and unconventional lighting. Sure, for every semi-interesting shot, there are two that involve his finger over the lens, but that's to be expected at this point as it's not very easy for him to both hold the camera still and press the shutter button.

Still, I love the idea of him looking for things around him that he deems photo-worthy, and trying to capture it on film/memory card.  Maybe I have the next Ansel Adams under my roof!

This is the first photo he took with the camera.  Obviously, he wanted to immortalize my rugged right knee.

Dad's making dinner.  The lighting suggests a nuclear bomb is going off in the backyard.

Ummm...