Fifteen or so years ago, my wife asked me to frame our series of family Christmas photos, as a gift to her. We started taking these photos after our son was born, to include in our Christmas cards. We stopped sending cards and taking annual photos after our daughter left for college and our son moved to another state.
Anyway, after fifteen years, I finally got around to finishing this project, and we hung the frames yesterday. I was not always the most careful photographer, so I had to do some heavy-duty photoshop work to turn the scans (remember film?) into something printable. While I was at it, I also replaced a couple of unsmiling faces in the original prints with better versions from our outtakes. Photo editing software was not available back then (and there was no way to view images on the spot), so we would have to take ten or twenty shots and hope that one of them was good enough. Our kids somehow put up with this routine — I don’t remember us bribing them. Maybe we did.
As a photographic record, this might not be as captivating as what Diego Goldberg and his family publish in his Arrow of Time series, but it’s ours. So here is a Happy Hanukkah and/or Merry Christmas and/or Happy Kwanzaa to our observant friends.*