In Autumn 2010 my mother started her interest in photography. Step by step it was taking up her more and more. Some day I understood that every evening I talk on skype with not a relative but а beginner photographer who wants to become a professional as soon as possible. I was scared since I know many photographers but I had only one mother. It's not a pleasure to have to listen every evening about shooting and technical sides of photography when you want to catch a break after work. Mother was learning fast, 30 years of working in museum was not a waste. Composition, light, dynamics - for a few months she get the way that young people need a few years. When I understood that it is impossible to return previous mother, I presented her a snapshot camera Olympus and two spools of black and white roll films. Perhaps, It's no so bad to have passion with something in 59 years. It is like to start a new life. We went out of the city on the Finland gulf where I could make some portraits of my mother at the moment she was taking photos of me.