It’s been mentioned to me the last few years that I do not take enough “people pictures”. This is true, and in fact I’m trying to rectify this at the moment! When I was growing up however, I had one always-there subject in my younger brother. Just because he was always there, though, doesn’t mean he was always willing to be photographed. It often took a bit of begging and/or nagging, and often he would ruin shots by pulling awful faces, or looking especially mopey. Maybe I treasure those pictures the most. I’m really missing the guy today; 6000 miles away. Thanks for letting me click away, bro.