PHOTOGRAPHER'S DIARY - NY Halloween #10: In 1968 my wife and I hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon. It took all day. When we got to the campground at the bottom we were welcomed into a community of 30 or 40 campers and invited to toss whatever we had brought to eat into a giant stew pot. The result was tastier than I would have expected, and I don't recall either of us finishing dinner hungry. That stew was very much like this parade, a mongrel mix made of contributions from countless individuals. It is a small-town parade of mountainous proportions. The infinite variety of genius that spills up 6th Avenue is thrilling.
I have now tossed my photos into the Halloween stew and have been given a gallery at the parade web site. Once at the parade web site, do a text search on my name, or go directly here.
5 comments:
Unexpected things can be very pleasant.
Love this analogy, Ted. Bang on set of photographs, too.
Dick - Yes, but sadly also unpleasant, but both of these events turned out well.
Thanks, Julie. Your posting on The Burghers of Calais, in addition to being very current, taught me about a work I don't know. Thanks.
Spirits - This is just plain cool -
Marjorie - so glad you like this. Artie had a similar reaction.
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