14 April 2009
A short profile of William Eggleston, probably safe to say my favorite image maker. As narrated by his son Winston:
Remind me to tell you sometime about the afternoon I spent with those two in Santa Monica while I was reporting for a not-very-good profile I wrote about him on the occasion of a retrospective at the Getty Center. I remember a book on Nazi architecture on the top shelf of a closet…an elegant yet slightly down-at-the-heel hotel near the ocean…an old phonograph playing…the fact that Eggleston barely said a word…and a wander around the soulless beach yuppie shopping districts surrounding the 3rd Street Promenade. At one point, I handed Eggleston my camera and he pointed it at the sky: click.
The Eggleston’s also happen to know their music.
Posted by Alec Hanley Bemis