This post isn't about photography. It is about my dear friend Griff who died earlier this year. Today would have been his birthday and I couldn't let it pass without mention although the simple truth is that I really do miss him every day. It is more than a year since he last sat opposite to me at work, chatting with me about everything from photography to baseball (and, occasionally, even work itself) and there is a huge void in my life which his presence used to fill.
Griff was the kindest, most thoughtful and caring man you could ever hope to meet. This was never in doubt though I don't think I really understood just how much support and encouragement he gave me until it was no longer there; it was delivered in such a quiet and selfless manner. I know that one of my life's highlights will be the joint photographic exhibition we held a couple of years ago. I suppose you could consider it a vanity project but, to us, it was just an opportunity for a shared experience. I will never forget the two days spent setting the exhibition up.
