With any luck at all, one day soon I hope to be able to shoot sports in the back country, to find the high places where the runners go. Like I used to do before age and injury caught up with me and put me on the bench. In the meantime I have to continue to shoot what I can see – the light – in the moment, where I am. Maybe not as exciting as the other but I am here so I might as well do the best I can with what I’ve got.
I was up all night, in my sister’s house in Brooklyn; we were there for Thanksgiving. I fell asleep, finally, in a chair that used to be in my parents’ house fifty years ago; I used to fall asleep in it when the night was too long, when I was too drunk or high, when I was lost. When I woke up dry-mouthed, a bit disoriented, this is what I saw. The quiet and the light drew me in, memory and light; I made the image.
Image Credit
Photo by Michael Lebowitz. All rights reserved.
Beth Lebowitz says
Sorry you couldn’t sleep in Brooklyn this trip, but glad you fell asleep in the club chair where our father used to nod off, and got the shot from the front window.
Beth
PS It’s a tradition that everybody else falls asleep on the couch- you should try that the next time.
Michael Lebowitz says
I tried the couch and will again. I love that old couch. re upholstered or not.