tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post3735186852630237839..comments2024-01-28T03:56:39.351-08:00Comments on TOM CLARK: DespedidaUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-60604270508590426182016-08-01T17:21:48.220-07:002016-08-01T17:21:48.220-07:00Many thanks to all for good words.
Ah, past... a...Many thanks to all for good words. <br /><br />Ah, past... are we there? or here?<br /><br />"...not sure we ever left"<br /><br />John Vachon's story very closely parallels that of the FSA project in which he learned how to take and love and study and file pictures. He was hired in 1938, a new-in-town kid from Minnesota who knew nothing at all about photography, and, before he had yet learned to take pictures himself, was assigned, as a low-level office clerk, to do captions, keep the files organized... it was this organizing and filing which began and remains to this day largely responsible for the archiving of a magnificent project to which a dozen or more terrific photographers, all of them quite a bit more experienced than JV himself, gave many years of intense work at ridiculous wages... the standard house salary for photographers was $5 a day! ... and perhaps even harder to comprehend from the vantage of now, virtually none of the work was published at the time, the purpose was simply to make and keep an accurate and honest record of how people in America were living, particularly those people in whose lives nobody had ever been interested, because they were, in so many of the places where the photographers went, neither rich nor famous.<br /><br />And so it is that we do now have this record of how people lived, then, in case anybody should ever wish to look at, and possibly even learn from it.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-82138455998314217462016-08-01T11:11:07.836-07:002016-08-01T11:11:07.836-07:00thanks for those poems Tom...
Volverás a mi huer...thanks for those poems Tom...<br /><br /><br />Volverás a mi huerto y a mi higuera;<br />por los altos andamios de las flores<br />pajareará tu alma colmenera<br /><br />(de Elegía a Ramón Sijé - Miguel Hernández)Sandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15053707892868584990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-88677488618278842222016-08-01T08:33:45.363-07:002016-08-01T08:33:45.363-07:00. . . Downward to darkness, on extended wings. . ..... . . Downward to darkness, on extended wings. . . .<br /><br />Thanks for this Tom, Vachon's photos in relation to these lines from Stevens . . . casts light and shadows in both directions (wow).STEPHEN RATCLIFFEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12339481653546188412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-82066191454084778962016-08-01T08:14:16.070-07:002016-08-01T08:14:16.070-07:00Superb post, Tom. No hay ningún fracaso por aquí.Superb post, Tom. No hay ningún fracaso por aquí.Hazenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13417573435195561519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-54543896957470796982016-08-01T06:35:41.097-07:002016-08-01T06:35:41.097-07:00Haunting - the photos and the poems. At least amon...Haunting - the photos and the poems. At least among my Filipino friends, a Despedida is a party wishing someone good luck before they embark on their journey. I'm not suer we ever left. Thanks.Hiltonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04497545378045907642noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-86915212035241046102016-08-01T06:05:56.848-07:002016-08-01T06:05:56.848-07:00Beautiful post. The past seeming to be right there...Beautiful post. The past seeming to be right there, ready for us to return to it.tpwhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05909239000589253931noreply@blogger.com