i remember a time when my mother and I made an aintique looking photograph of the first ladies in our family. it was "generations" photo and it was fun and I cherish the momont because my mother and I don't see eye to eye on hardly anything. I llove her wit hall my heart but we just don't along which hurts my soul in getting along with women. My trust is elsewhere and . . .BUT I love that weekend we did this picture making. it was a scrpbook type of project either. i love colors and an artist which is part of fwhy i was chosen to do this beautiful piece. I found out later in life that my mother is a photographer. I didn't find out unntil 2001, the day of my second marriage, which failed by the way.