Boy, talk about stirring the cosmic soup. I usually don’t post things about work, but a couple weeks ago I was shooting a magazine story with a writer. The subject was a retired 96-year-old tugboat worker named Bob. He had gotten into the trade after World War II. The interview and the photo session were in his apartment. I don’t know about other photographers, but when I’m shooting, I sort of zone out, and don’t really hear the interview. But […]
The curtain has come down on Mrs. Emelson. I shot this photo of her for my high school yearbook, that’s where we met. High school for me was just a continuation of a rudderless existence beginning in grade school, and running through junior high. The current was pushing me toward the arts, fueled by years of mediocre grades in math, science, etc. I was sleepwalking through my junior year – my parents and I had reached an uneasy détente. They […]
