Portrait of Scarface as a senior citizen
and his “little friend”.
Occupy Wall Street for the senior crowd. I captured this photograph several years ago – an environment portrait of a senior anarchist. (She’s actually not an anarchist but my mother. But you all know how your Mom can drive you crazy, so it’s just a little revenge on my part.)
Question of the day – what do you do when you don’t feel like doing anything? On a previous post – Photographer’s Daily “To-Do” List – I wrote down a whole bunch of things but today I still don’t know where to start. What do we call this – a quandary or a conundrum? Or is it just an off day?
As opposed to those pro photographers who wanted to be one from birth, I fell into the profession later in life. My hope was to work in the film industry but that’s ain’t easy. This also explains why I can talk more about John Ford, Buster Keaton and Martin Scorsese than about famous pro photographers. Most of America knows who Ansel Adams is, including myself (of course), but my photo contemporaries can rattle off names that I never could, but I am not a complete rube. We are a world awash in images but when one catches my eye, and most don’t, then I do some research to find out who created that picture. A few years ago on the cover of Time (if it wasn’t Time, then it was Newsweek) was a portrait of Jeff Bridges. He was up for an Academy award for “Crazy Heart”. I stopped whatever I was doing and starred at the image. It was beautiful. I thought, “Who took this picture?” Probably someone the whole world knows about except me, but now it’s my turn. Marco Grob. Jeff Bridges’ portrait is on the website. The portrait above is of my mother. Photographed with a Wisner 4×5 film camera. (Doesn’t compare to Mr. Grob, but I’m trying.)