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Before you start looking for what would have been a super fabulous photo of the legendary photographer and I together, that’s not what’s about to happen. (Sorry! A small part in me cries everytime I think of it, too.) I never got a chance to meet the iconic photographer, film director, writer and musician, who passed away today 7 years ago, but I remember learning about him in college and attending an exhibit after graduation.
All of his work is phenomenal, which goes without saying, of course. He’s become a special source of inspiration in many aspects for me. Here’s a photo I took two years ago riding the tram in Switzerland – it reminds me so much of one of Parks’ photos. I didn’t realize it then, because I wasn’t aware of his photo at the time. But when I discovered Parks and I had documented this similar subject matter later on, it really made me smile. Almost felt as if our souls or minds had somehow connected. Kind of makes up for not getting a chance to meet him in this life, huh? I like to think so.
“I have never gloried at being the first black photographer to enter those closed doors at Life magazine, Vogue or any of the other places. I like to feel they were opened for my race as well as me. I did realize that I’m making fresh tracks, but I never carried the responsibility around on my back like a sack of stones. I simply did my best without asking favors because I was black. Time and time again those tracks have been filled, and this is reason to rejoice.” -Gordon Parks in the autobiography, Voice in the Mirror.
Amazing quote. In a time where blacks were told they couldn’t, he DID, and then some. He didn’t accept a limited way of thinking and because of it, God saw that he performed greatness with his gift. What an inspiration!
He may be gone, but his legacy lives on and I will always be grateful for his contributions to the arts. Check out more beautiful photographs on the master of the camera at Ebony.
I had just come home from being out with my mom and sister. Dad was upstairs in his room watching CNN and asked us if we had heard about Michael Jackson being rushed to the hospital. None of us knew, but we remembered Ed McMahon & Farrah Fawcett’s passing within the past hours. They say death comes in three but I was hoping Michael Jackson would be alright. We all sat there and waited…I got calls from my friends Michael Martin and Gia McGlone as we kept going back and forth over the phone lines just waiting to hear good news.
Twitter declared it first. Then TMZ. Then CNN.
“MICHEAL JACKSON DEAD AT 50”
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Some of us cried, some of us called family members to talk about the shocking news. Michael Jackson had a troubling life in the public eye since the early 90s, but that obviously didn’t take away the pain we felt for him.
Days later, still in shock, I knew I didn’t want to be in Atlantic City where no one was really remembering or reacting to MJ’s passing in the way I wanted to see.
I knew I had to go to NY.
And this is what my eyes saw that day…
The last of his kind.
President Barack Obama comments on Michael Jackson’s passing:
I feel privileged that I grew up on his music and that he lived in my lifetime.
Rest In Peace, at last Michael. Your music and love will live forever.