Flying tonight to Dublin, which is wonderful and amazing, though just having landed in NY from Hawaii, I’m unsure if my body will want sleep, breakfast or a good, stiff drink by the time I land there tomorrow am. Wonderful reason to go, actually. I’m working with the Irish Professional Photographer’s Association, and we’re doing some teaching stints together.
First one is this coming Sunday, a seminar style adventure. Next week are two workshops. The seminar is open, still, but the workshops are sold out. Should be fun, working, teaching and shooting both indoors and out in a beautiful place.
Have wonderful memories of Ireland. I asked Annie to marry me there, and we will revisit that spot, for sure. We were teaching on an American Photo trek, and during the workshop, we became fond friends with the Irish writer, Frank McCourt, also teaching on the trek. We went bar hopping in Dublin with Frank and Ellen, his wife, the night before I popped the question. They left the next day for home, and I so texted him–“She said yes!”
Frank, sadly, has passed, but we had good times. The below is one of my favorite portraits of his learned, wonderfully wise countenance.
It’s available light in an Irish pub, somewhere on the east coast. Cloudy day, go figure. Big window to the right, small window to the left. Main light, fill light. Done.
Being around Frank was to laugh your way through the day. We had a constant kibitz back and forth with our fellow trekkers about the merits of being a writer vs. being a photographer. Each of us lay claim to the high ground, and the more difficult art, and we would occasionally get testy about it, as you can see below. :-)))
And the amazing Barb Kinney, now Hillary’s photog on the campaign trail, shot what is absolutely my favorite pic of Annie and I, just a couple days before we became engaged.
Fun was the watchword of each day. Being a dedicated instructor, I tried to make sure the bus stayed put for as long as possible, to give our shooters as much time on location as possible.
I look forward once again to the wonderful light, be it bright or cloudy, of Ireland.