Seen in this handout photo, photographer Eddie Adams poses at the Republican (GOP) National Convention August, 1992 in Houston, Texas.
Filmmakers have their
I was a student there myself, a long time ago, in the first few years of the workshop’s existence. I saw in the students’ faces now much of what I remembered from my own experiences: shyness, exuberance, amazement, and a good bit of fear. I chose to have my group illustrate the “Seven Ages of Man” speech from Shakespeare’s As You Like It–perhaps an esoteric choice, but Pancho was good enough to accept it without hesitation when I suggested it at a pre-workshop meeting.
Our students pursued the topic with gusto, ambling around through the rural byways, finding subjects that explore the concepts Shakespeare outlines in the soliloquy: infancy, childhood, careerhood, retirement, death. One of the seven ages is soldier, and as befits our times our students photographed several. One was a young man just back from
Monday night, after the end of the workshop, after the presentations and awards, the students and faculty let loose in a big party in nearby hotel. There was much hugging and high-fiving among our group, lots of giddy exhaustion and justifiable pride. The whole experience was a privilege: not only to be able to meet a talented crop of young photographers, but also as a reminder of the precious window we as photographers are afforded into people’s most personal lives. It’s a lesson I learn and relearn, and one that never really loses its power, every time I’m reminded of it.