I wanted to dedicate a page to the man that has been my biggest inspiration throughout my journey as a photographer.
His name is Paul Provencher, my uncle. Paul was an amazing photographer, the best in my eyes. He focused on detail, and he found beauty in things that I don't think many other people would even care to look at. He went to great heights to capture images. He went on dangerous journeys and pushed limits. He never backed down from an adventure and always brought joy and happiness with his presence.
In December of 2013 my Uncle Paul passed away from Lou Gehrig's Disease, or ALS. From the time of his diagnosis, my family and I traveled down to West Virginia almost monthly until the time of his death. The last time I saw him was a week before he passed. Leaving to go home that day, I knew it'd be the last time I would see him. In the previous months when I was able to spend time with him, he taught me as much as he could, as he wasn't able to speak, so it was a very hard thing to do. He bought me a few camera accessories, and contributed to my learning and journey the best he could, in which I thank him for EVERY TIME I snap a photograph.
He was such a strong man, and he would have done absolutely anything to still be here with us today. I miss him more and more everyday, but I continue to keep him in mind and remember everything he taught me so I can one day be a photographer almost as good as he was.