Move My Nest

What a loving tribute to her parents. I remember my parents waving goodbye to me from a window in an 8th floor apartment in NYC every time I visited. I would turn around, look up and wave, blow a kiss and go to my car.

A Photographer’s Parents Wave Farewell Deanna Dikeman’s portrait series doubles as a family album, compressing nearly three decades of her parents’ adieux into a deft and affecting chronology.

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