Aron is my youngest brother. I always imagined him as a father of sons, as he used to do mannish things when we were young, like shooting beercans and riding motorcycles. And now he has two adorable daughters. As a father of three boys, it is so touching to see how close they are to each other. There was a big family gathering at our parents house this autumn, and all the nine grandchildren met for the first time. Hard to describe what a chaotic day that was. On the afternoon we took a long walk together and Aron asked me to shoot some photos for his family album.
