mandolinGrandpa Wimer’s mandolin: My great-grandfather was a complex guy. Intelligent, handsome, artistic, he worked as a traveling salesman and bluegrass musician around the turn of the last century. A genealogy buff who wasn’t terribly concerned with the living, breathing family that was right there in front of him, he isn’t remembered as fondly as he might have been.


8 thoughts on “11/365

  1. Love it! My husband’s a bass player and I’ve tried to get some shots of his bass but it’s never this good. I’m thinking I need a new lens or maybe just some new eyes.

  2. somebody has beat me to it – i want to say ‘stunning’ as well.
    Did you strum two strings prior to capturing this?
    am sorry your great grandfather wasn’t able to endear himself to his own family but this is a great tribute to someone who must have been a very interesting individual.

    • Thank you! No, the strings were still…The implied movement is just a result of the shallow depth of field. As far as my great-grandfather goes…I think it’s interesting how families create their own mythologies and how family stories take on a life of their own with the passage of time. It seems a little unfair to forever define people by a few bad decisions or isolated incidents. He was indeed an interesting guy and I’m much more inclined to cut him slack than some of the others in my family.

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