I had written this old friend to see if she had an extra camera lying about that she wasn't using. A week later, much to my shock, a new one appeared in my mailbox. Her New York will begin a new series next week thanks to Morgan's amazing generosity, friendship and support.
Thirty years ago I met Morgan. She wasn't from New York but she moved through my city as its eyes, a witness to its private corners and secret worlds and painful revolution that soon became joyous mainstream. Her hands danced a ballet with her cameras and when decades later I got up enough nerve to pick up a camera my hands danced as hers did. After all, her hands had, for a long long time, been the only role models I ever had.
Westbeth, Punk, and the Golden Age of Hip-Hop: SD50
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Westbeth Artist Housing opened in 1970. It is located in the Far West
Village, and spans an entire city block bounded by Washington, Bank, West
and Bethu...
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2 comments:
glad you finally have your third eye
what a perfect description! thank you so much for visiting and commenting.
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