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Berting, as he was

known by people close to him, was my late father and my favorite photographer. Not that I was one of his favorite subjects but because his images are real and my reality. 

Like my Dad, I carry a camera wherever I go.

Street photography or photojournalism can be observed on most of these images.

Most are shot randomly and some are staged, like the portraits.

 

This is for you, Pa.

I miss you.