Newport, Rhode Island has always fascinated me with its rich history significance, arts and culture and interesting people and the Island Moving Company's Nuit Blanche gala event was no exception. I had the distinct pleasure of meeting Ronald Lee Fleming who lives in the Bellevue House in Newport where the event took place. The grounds were whimsical and wonderful with every architectural and landscape detail beautifully placed to create a magic playground for the evening's ballet performances. Ron is an accomplished man who has written several books on the urban landscape covering preservation, corporate visual responsibility and placemaking, most recently The Art of Placemaking: Interpreting Community Through Public Art and Urban Design. Thank you Ron for opening your home to IMC and the larger community for such a worthy cause.
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Honored to once again photograph the Island Moving Company's Nuit Blanche "Dance is in the Air" Gala Fundraiser. If you love ballet, superb food/drinks and summer parties at a Newport Mansion please consider attending! Ticket info:
https://islandmovingco.secure.force.com/ticket#sections_a0F1H00000FF5nbUAD Is death another life?
I have been photographing "Two Trees" in all four seasons on Mount Pollux, Amherst Massachusetts for over 20 years. Two Trees were stalwarts: sturdy, reliable sources of beauty and cooling shade, together on a mountain overlooking the valley below. I met a woman, we fell in love and she showed me this sacred space for the first time. Those days were magic. A few years ago, after being diagnosed with a debilitating disease, she took her own life by jumping off of the Mount Hope Bridge. She didn't want to stay, so she left. I like to think that is the way of things with Two Trees. Now there is One Tree. Perhaps a reminder the 'terrible events of life are great eye-openers. They force us to learn that which it is wholesome for us to know, but which habitually we try to ignore — namely, that really we have no claim on a long life; that we are each of us liable to be called off at any moment, and that the main point is not how long we live, but with what meaning we fill the short allotted span — for short it is at best.' Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay. ~Robert Frost https://youtu.be/fUZeZRZ5nmk |
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