It is a Yacovella family tradition – the building of “LegoLand”. Ever since I was a small child I remember my father and my older sisters assembling a massive city-scape of legos on our ping-pong table in the basement. When my sisters moved off to college the building of the plastic city ceased altogether, but this past year my father recommissioned construction of the city on his pool table, and the city is back with all it’s former glory. It’s not just a collection of buildings, don’t be fooled. When my family builds Legos, we mean business. My dad maps every street and building to make sure that there is a logical flow to the city. I’m pretty sure my father missed his calling as a civic planner, as he thinks through every detail of city-life for his plastic citizenry.And yes, city life is actually happening. Seen above is my first lego wedding I have ever photographed (the groom fell to “pieces” when he saw his bride for the first time that day – a truly moving moment). Parts of the city are even under construction, complete with work crews and tools.What’s cool is that there are a million little stories happening at any given time. It’s not just a collection of buildings at all – there are conversations happening on street corners, people running errands, even police officers pursuing criminals. It would seem that my father has a lot of time on his hands these days 😉It does take up the entire pool table, with a little extra room added on the edges with some plywood, as the city seems to keep growing.It was very fun to photograph this year’s lego-land for my father. It took the better part of an afternoon, and pretty large soft-box to pull it off, but it was a fun day of photography.Pictured above is my dad, and his construction crew – my niece & nephews! They did such a great job carrying on the family tradition!