The funky day began turning itself around. The sun came out and I was back at it, chasing fields of gold. George Forss is doing well, I am eager to get to New York City Sunday and Monday to see a play, my daughter, my agent, Manhattan and Brooklyn. Bringing the camera, the 35 mm lens, my Ipad. No computer, I don’t think.
Photographer George Forss spent his 71st birthday in the intensive care unit at Glens Falls Hospital, in the company of his long-time friend and companion the artist Donna Wynbrandt and his friends. Not for me to disclose his illness, but it is treatable and he expects to be released from the hospital in a couple of days. He is much better than he was yesterday, when he was rushed to the hospital by ambulance. Donna brought him a muffin with a candle. I brought him a copy of Robert Frank’s classic photography collection, “The Americans.”
George accepted his health issues as he accepts everything else in life, with graciousness, humor and strength. He and Donna have a powerful and loving relationship and I was drawn again and again to the way they held hands. When George gets home, he is heading to Bedlam Farm to do a panoramic stitching of my view, a specialty of his.
In Spring, and for just a few days, there are fields of gold, filled with spirits, fairies and color. They are beautiful to see, elusive to photograph.
People talk a lot about how strange the weather is, and it is, but it is still beautiful. Felt funky this morning – cloudy and rainy for days, people sick, dogs dying. I see how much the color and light affects me. I need the light, it feeds me and sustains. I don’t know if this is because of the photography, or if I was always this way and the photography came out of it.
Sunday and Monday, Maria and I will be in New York City. I am seeing “Death Of A Salesman” with Phillip Seymour Hoffman, going to see my daughter Emma (I am trying to talk everyone into seeing “The Avengers,” and then on Monday I’ll meet with my agent and go to the Park Slope Gallery to pick up a George Forss photo that I bought. I’m excited about all of these things. I’ve never seen the apartment Emma has just moved into with her boyfriend and we’ll run around Brooklyn. Camera is coming, but no laptop. So the blog will be quiet for a couple of days, give me and you all a rest.
My E-book Original “The Story Of Rose: A Man And His Dog” has been edited and is going into production. Pub date in August. Available on Ipads, Kindles, Nooks, and on Amazon Bn.com, IBooks and Google Readers. They are talking about $3.99. The new world of publishing. I’m finishing up my fourth children’s book, “Simon Says Good Night.” Soon I’ll edit the Frieda book and begin work on the Simon book. In between all of this, I have to go pick up my new dog, Red.
When I go into the barn to do chores or take photos, Lenore comes and sits by the gate and waits for me. A good dog also sits and waits.