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If anything can, it is memory that will save humanity. For me, hope without memory is like memory without hope.


Last weekend I was lucky to get an opportunity to spend some time in the company of both lads, with some halfway decent light for a change. This has afforded me the opportunity to snare some good shots.

This one I like to call Henry as Audrey Hepburn.

Comments

yamini said…
All the ladies are going to go wildly crazy if this picture of Henry gets out on the market. Keep it in safe custody.

On second thoughts, I think the ladies should be allowed to have a look.

What does Henry have to say?

P.S. This is the first picture of Henry which I have really liked after that infamous hair-cut that you forced him to go through.
Roddy said…
I hope my memory allows me to remember to hope!
Henry certainly isn't a baby any more.
Anonymous said…
Those big eyes! He's definitely a lady-killer.
Priyanka Khot said…
The photo is magical.

I hope Henry grows up to understand your humour. But if he happens to stumble upon ur blog in his teen years... God help you! Comparing him to Hepburn... tsk tsk! :D
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, he already gets mobbed.
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, he keeps telling me he isn't.
Kris McCracken said…
Yoork, metaphorically, I hope!
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka, I think that it is a complementary comparison, isn't it?
Anonymous said…
lol! of course!
Baino said…
I'm really annoyed that I didn't discover photography sooner, your kids are going to be so thrilled with these when they're older, really, they're a lovely documentary of them growing up.
Kris McCracken said…
Baino, they will have an extensive range of photos and videos to draw upon, that's for sure.

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