The First Photographer I Knew: My Daddy
Just like me, he took his camera everywhere he went photographing his good friends and family growing up. Most of them were shot in Newark and Atlantic City around where he lived, worked and partied on Chicken Bone Beach in the summertime. I remember browsing through his many photo albums as a little girl with so much awe loving the fashions, styles and moments of people he captured. The vintage quality and perfectly candid images made me wish I lived in the 70’s with him! I definitely acquired my love for photography and the arts in general from the very first important man in my life.
Daddy, thank you for everything. Happy Father’s Day. Love you always.
Captured in the moment at my AC Photo Exhibit. By Lauren Stroud.