My Dad, the secret artist

These are all old photos that My Dad has taken over the years. He gathered them together, scanning groups of them at once so that he could get it all imported into the computer. The photos are already beautiful on their own, but when I noticed some of these little random collections he had inadvertently conjured, I was struck by the fact that they work wonderfully as collages. The juxtapositions of sometimes completely unrelated material from various time periods have, in my opinion, a fine sense of visual poetry. Cool!