For A Friend . . .

Over the past I don't know how many months there has been an exchange of friendly banter going on between the owner of this page with its roots in France, and the artist in Canada who is the driving force behind Décolleté Glimpses. She goes by the nickname "Louciao" when leaving comments, but is also known as Lynne Ciacco if you stop into her website dedicated purely to the excellent art she creates, Lynne Ciacco, Original Fine Art.
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So Lynne Louciao, I just wanted to dedicate this little post to you, to say : "Thank you for being there, and for being so much fun !" I can't tell you how exceedingly pleased I was when your Christmas card came through in the snail mail the other day . . . which makes me the proud owner of an original, signed, Lynne Ciacco masterpiece, which I will treasure :
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And I was equally pleased, Lynne, when the card you sent from the Equinox Gallery, in Vancouver, Canada, came through a few weeks back, featuring the photographic art of Fred Herzog. Fred Herzog is one of my larger scale heroes, there is something in his work which just positively sets me to salivating, which is a polite way to say literally drooling, slobbering, and foaming at the mouth . . . The Equinox Gallery website is probably the best place on the web to view an assortment of Fred Herzog's photographs, which are naturally for sale there. If you are interested in acquiring fine photographs of truly exceptional quality, do pay them a visit. And I hope they will forgive me for scanning the below image from the card that Lynne sent, its appearance here is not for commercial gain, but simply to pay heartfelt tribute to one of the greatest photographers ever, in my most humble opinion. The title of the below Fred Herzog photograph is "Two Boys, 1960". Which just happens to be the year I was born.
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Holy Herzog, Batman !

An old long-lost friend recently re-found who has become a professional photographer had the kindness to turn me on, to use an expression which dates me, to a photographer from Vancouver, Canada named Fred Herzog who I had not come across before. A man after my own heart! Or I after his heart, whichever. Take a look on the internet, several sites show examples of his work, the best I've found being that of the Equinox Gallery. Stop by and shop, buy a few prints for your house, they only run about 3000$ apiece. Herzog's work is beautiful, magic, nostalgic ("Now you're telling me that you're not nostalgic, then give me another word for it, you who're so good with words, and at keeping things vague... 'cause I need some of that vagueness now, it's all come back too clearly, yes I loved you dearly..." [name that tune !])

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One of the most beautiful to my eyes of Herzog's work that I've seen so far is this one... what I would give to have been with him that day, to have watched him work, to have asked him what he was thinking about when he came across this vision from wrecked car heaven... when I saw this in fact I thought I'd died and gone there, the car in the foreground resonates in blue like a broken robin's egg... The robins are sad today, their eggs are cracked and crumpled by the ravages of time :