As the line goes, “Where have you gone Joe DiMaggio?” Well, the short answer to that is, as my friend Willy Nelson would say is, “On the road again.” Haven’t had any time to do any blogging, tweeting, or social media, and if I did have time for that, I was probably having a martini, and once I have a martini, I don’t feel like blogging. Guess what… I haven’t had a martini yet today. Let me share one of my old friends with you. Gentleman Gerry Cooney, the number one heavy weight champion a few years back. He’s not only one of the sweetest men God put on this Earth, but his love of his fellow man and especially children is amazing. He’s dedicated himself to YCS which is an organization that takes care of the children that have been neglected by everybody. They’re success rate is totally astounding. Great people going great work, and making great children into great men and women. It’s truly a beautiful thing. If we all lived our lives that way, this truly would be a paradise.
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On a spring day, I was five years old, and my mother took me to the Waverly Theature on West Third Street in Greenich Village, and we saw a film called Red Shoes. Let me be perfectly clear, I had no idea what the film was about. Suffices to say, it was overwhelming. I remember dancing, I remember a lot of women, I was confused. I guess in those days there were no ratings on films. Last week I was watching Turner Classic Movie, and there was Red Shoes. Oh my God. I’m going to have to watch it three more times, because I think, but i’m not sure, I think it’s about women in the theatre, and possibly… well i’m not going to go there, i have to watch it again, from 5 years to 70 years, it’s 65 years in between. The bottom line is, i’m going back to the Waverly Theatre next week which is now called The IFC theatre with a friend dear friend Massimo from Rome and his son Alberto. After we attended the documentary Where Is Vivian Maier, and rapidly followed by a great show at the Blue Note, and then a short tour of Greenwich Village.
What have we forgotten? When did we forget it? Why did we forget it? When did photography become so important? When did photography become fingernails on a chalkboard? When did it become so critical that we start to tear people apart for no particular reason? I think it’s time to go backwards, and when we go backwards, we’ll actually go forwards, and we’ll go forwards quite a bit. I’ve been making photographs for quite a while… and exactly why did I get started in photography? Ask yourself that question, why did you get started? I was on a New York set for Lights Out, sitting with some great, great, great photographers; Kenny Regan from Camera 5, Johnny Iacono from Sports Illustrated, and Al Bello from HBO. We started to talk about photography and we all kind of giggled and laughed. We wanted to change the world? No.. We wanted to show the importance of an image? No… We wanted to tear down the establishment and build up independent thought? No… We wanted to meet girls? Yep, that’s the reason. My God we were in our teens, of coarse we wanted to meet girls. The reality is, we wanted to have fun. Sometimes we forget why we do things. I’ve been with the same girl for a long time, so I don’t need to meet girls anymore, but what I really need to do is have fun. That’s really what it’s all about; and to be quite honest, I think I’ve forgotten it. I’ve made a promise to myself, I’ve had some of the greatest teachers in the world. They’ve given me so much to be grateful for. I need to take all of those tools for the balance I have left on this planet and incorporate it into having fun. The reality is I’m not going to change the world. A journalist asked Bob Dylan if he feel like he changed the world with the songs, and did he realize how important his lyrics were. Dylan looked at the writer and said, “Hey man, I just play music, I play music and I’m not trying to change anything, I’m trying to have fun.” So if Bob Dylan didn’t change the world, I probably won’t change the world either, so let’s concentrate on having fun.