I'm presenting to the Austin Professional Photographer's Association next month, so I thought it might be a good time to actually get started on my presentation.  I was taking a trip down memory lane through some of my older images when I ran across the image below.  Seeing it again after a couple years, I was really drawn to it.

The simplicity of the image with the understated fence backdrop, the raw expression on little Max's face with the tear just starting to trickle down his cheek... it's one of my favorites that, until now, I don't know that I ever really paid much attention to.  I don't recall the circumstances behind why he shed this tear, and in fact I'm not sure I ever showed this image to mom Lana and dad Bobby because I probably thought 'this isn't a very happy image of their little boy,'  but this is probably an expression Lana & Bobby have seen hundreds of times, but I would guess they don't have it etched in time in a photograph.  In revisiting this image, it's clear to me now that the imperfection in this image is what makes it perfect to them.