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My Grandparents

a personal documentation

By Studio Amy Luna

November 10^th, 2017

When I think of my grandmother

I think of my best friend. She is the loveliest woman I know. I think of many characteristics I have that came from her, I think of her softness; her stubbornness; her charisma; and her love. I can hear her now, while I was taking these photos, “I’m not going anywhere, I’m going to live to be 100 you know.” Yes grams, I know. And I only hope that you live to be over 100, that you never leave me. BUT, and this is a very long, dreaded but, BUT should and when that day may come, I will cherish these physical memories more than anything in this world. The impact this woman has had on my life is beyond measure, and I will hold her in my heart forever and ever.

These photos, of her embroidering, show her peace. They show me her hands, which hold a special place in my heart.

she is timeless

from her hanging laundry on her clothesline, outside to dry; to her analog telephone in her bedroom where she sits to talk to us day in and day out.

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she enjoys doing the dishes, doing laundry, looking out her window at the birds every morning, talking about the weather, embroidering, and cooking. these are the things I will always remember her doing.

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married for 61 years

married in 1953; have 3 children of their own, 4 grand kids; and 9 great grand children. everyday is not sunshine and rainbows, but they have shown me what it is to truly love through it all.

they enjoy their time being grandparents and great grandparents to us and our children. my sister’s oldest (pictured here) is lucky to have been the first, to know them with her whole heart and to have memories that she knows she will hold onto forever. I only hope my youngest (also pictured here) will have them in her heart and memories and that they will be able to watch her grow into an adolescent as well. I wish this for all of our children. they are truly special people, special grandparents.

I remember my very first days learning photography in this house. My sophomore year of high school, learning on film. I had many projects that I completed in this house. Most of them being subject matter, projects that were meant to bring meaning in my life to a photograph. I remember thinking to myself that I would have photos to reflect on things in their house, memories to hold onto. Flash forward 10 years, I now am professionally documenting my memories, photography was my calling, my passion; I wonder where I got that from…

my grandfather

coffee with my grandparents; the best of times. each and every time I get to see them, there is a pot of coffee made. my pops pours the coffee for us before we even sit down and he is always refilling without us even asking. “Coffee Amy?” when he has already poured it even if I didn’t want any.

My pops is a peaceful man. Patient for the most part. Keeps to himself doing puzzles, crosswords and going for walks. my sons’ favorite thing to do with Papa is to take walks with him around the block. They were not with me when I took this images, but I am sure to capture them walking with him the next time we are in town. He is the only father figure I have and know. He walked me down the isle with my mother and gave me away to my husband. He is a very special man.

coffee & crosswords, nothing like it.

I love them with all of my heart

I truly cherish every moment I get with them. Being in New Mexico now makes that time very limited. Another reason I love and appreciate photography is because it brings me home to Colorado very often. I am able to see them more than I would be able to because of this amazing profession. This is a scene I know too well, this is me in the driveway, saying goodbye again. There is never ever a time that they don’t both walk out onto the porch to bid me goodbye. They stay there until I drive away. I often leave in tears, fearing the worst. I fear the time between, the time that holds the unknown. My heart is now more content that everyone can see them as I see them. My grandparents.