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perfectlight's avatar

Every week on my way to the lab that develops my films I'm passing a shop (small business) that makes and sells belts, wallets, purses, etc all leather. One day I enter the shop and met Peter, the owner. I asked what is he using for maintenance of leather products. In return Peter wanted to know what kind/type of leather product. I explained leather cases for my cameras that were neglected before I bought them. This is how I found out that Peter was a photographer too. He did very little photography at the time as he was getting old and the sight wasn't great anymore. Also he found that time was a problem. We bacame friendly and in time I bought few things from him: oil for maintenance, glue for small diy jobs. One day I asked him if I can take photos of his shop and him working. He agreed with one condition: take the photos when he is ready (he told me that some day he can be moody and is better for our relationship to leave him alone). My regular visits to him continued and we alway had a good chat and most important - a laught. Few weeks down the road, ready to start our project, went to the shop and found the door closed. Door was closed for the following 4.5 months until one day when I found the shop open and a different guy inside. I asked where is Peter. The guy inside was Peter's son, he informed me that Peter had a stroke, fell ill and was in hospital in the last 4 months of so. Shocked! I was shocked and terrified! Unfortunately Peter was not getting better and doctors gave him few more days to live. He passed away a week after that. My project was never started and it won't be as Peter is gone. Peter was very funny, witty, sharp (spoke his mind out no matter what) and a proud owner of a Nikon FE camera.

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I just realized I won something from your giveaway - but don't know what ever happened to it, actually! You just reminded me 🤣. It was back in December, I think... anyway, the best local business I ever shot was my mother's hair salon for a period of one year. Those images are precious to me, especially now after she has passed away. I'm working on a story to accompany the collection but it's taking while since I have multiple projects going. The short version is that my mother continued to work until 90 years old! Her salon was frozen in time from 1977. She changed nothing. It was very dark with only one window so I had to incorporate some flash. (Looking back, I would have shot it differently but what can we do?) Mom had three remaining clients left and those are the three I photographed. I look forward to sharing it with the world someday.

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