The images of Robert’s hands are beautiful, all the more so because they are his hands. I used to love my old Polaroid camera and recently bought a Fuji Instax printer which has given me so much joy. I can spend hours printing the photos from my phone and collating them in albums.
Your photos always have a beautiful ethereal feel to them that reminds me of the images of Deborah Turbeville.
Patti, Just finished listening to your audiobook Just Kids. What an extraordinary gift for Robert and the rest of us. There are no words to express how moving this work is. I am going to listen again. As I listen, I have been researching the artists and others you write about in this book. Incredible time to be living in NY.
Yours, is the finest biography I have ever come across.
Thank you Patti! To be able to freeze a moment in time . . . incredible . . . . I moved last year, October of 2020 and I put my son's and my belongings in storage. I decided with friend's help it was time to let go of the storage unit and the monthly cost. In came 30 boxes into my tiny living room. When I opened the photo and book boxes I wept, these were the things I missed the most.
how did I miss this post which was posted on my birthday April 22 just going through all of your offerings and came across some that must have slipped through the cracks of my mind when busy or overwhelmed. catching up now
I just love taking pictures, especially from my family, but I don't have any special technique, but make me feel good and happy see the results. But Robert and you are real artists!💖📸
Sometimes hands reveal more than faces. We so often wear masks, but what hands reveal can’t be falsified. I love the photos of his hands. Thank you for sharing those precious moments as the evolution of your photography. I still remember the day I bought my first ‘grown up’ camera, I was 14 and it was a vintage 35mm Minolta.
Seeing Robert's portraits in a book I got as a birtday present back in 88' was one of the triggers that pushed me to go and learn photography and eventualy become a photographer, I feel I know you from all the beautiful portraits Robert took back then. Thank you for sharing those moments through words and photographs.
I loved reading Just Kids because of your delicate remembrances like here of the old museum of modern art where precious places existed that held favorite things... once I turned a corner into a partitioned place there - and Giacometti looked at me and I looked at him — he looked exactly like the dribbled frame of his sculptured man that he was situating. I love that you write in a lot of space - you frame some time where you’re allowed to unfurl the impressions
in the Tuileries gardens in Paris i have seen several bronzed sculptures by Louise Bourgeois, just wrists and hands holding onto each other which inspires such great hope and belonging. But there is also an infant's hand on a stone plinth and it's all by itself and that made me feel unspeakably sad. Hands say so much, don't they.
how lovely to see those hands, how wonderful to think of all the hands across the world making and caring and healing and sharing. Thank you once again Patti Smith
Beautiful essay, Patti. You should put your 100 Cities photos online so we can see them! Or make a book of them. It would be wonderful.
Lovely piece of writing
The images of Robert’s hands are beautiful, all the more so because they are his hands. I used to love my old Polaroid camera and recently bought a Fuji Instax printer which has given me so much joy. I can spend hours printing the photos from my phone and collating them in albums.
Your photos always have a beautiful ethereal feel to them that reminds me of the images of Deborah Turbeville.
Thank you for sharing so generously
Patti, Just finished listening to your audiobook Just Kids. What an extraordinary gift for Robert and the rest of us. There are no words to express how moving this work is. I am going to listen again. As I listen, I have been researching the artists and others you write about in this book. Incredible time to be living in NY.
Yours, is the finest biography I have ever come across.
In gratitude,
Lisa Puma
Concho AZ
P.S. Listening to your voice connects me to someone who is still real. Thank you.
Thank you Patti! To be able to freeze a moment in time . . . incredible . . . . I moved last year, October of 2020 and I put my son's and my belongings in storage. I decided with friend's help it was time to let go of the storage unit and the monthly cost. In came 30 boxes into my tiny living room. When I opened the photo and book boxes I wept, these were the things I missed the most.
how did I miss this post which was posted on my birthday April 22 just going through all of your offerings and came across some that must have slipped through the cracks of my mind when busy or overwhelmed. catching up now
I just love taking pictures, especially from my family, but I don't have any special technique, but make me feel good and happy see the results. But Robert and you are real artists!💖📸
Sometimes hands reveal more than faces. We so often wear masks, but what hands reveal can’t be falsified. I love the photos of his hands. Thank you for sharing those precious moments as the evolution of your photography. I still remember the day I bought my first ‘grown up’ camera, I was 14 and it was a vintage 35mm Minolta.
Seeing Robert's portraits in a book I got as a birtday present back in 88' was one of the triggers that pushed me to go and learn photography and eventualy become a photographer, I feel I know you from all the beautiful portraits Robert took back then. Thank you for sharing those moments through words and photographs.
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I loved reading Just Kids because of your delicate remembrances like here of the old museum of modern art where precious places existed that held favorite things... once I turned a corner into a partitioned place there - and Giacometti looked at me and I looked at him — he looked exactly like the dribbled frame of his sculptured man that he was situating. I love that you write in a lot of space - you frame some time where you’re allowed to unfurl the impressions
I write nomadic poetry inspired by the tumbleweeds who blew across the world and patti, who i first read age eleven. https://tumbleweedwords.substack.com/p/on-love
in the Tuileries gardens in Paris i have seen several bronzed sculptures by Louise Bourgeois, just wrists and hands holding onto each other which inspires such great hope and belonging. But there is also an infant's hand on a stone plinth and it's all by itself and that made me feel unspeakably sad. Hands say so much, don't they.
Yes they do
how lovely to see those hands, how wonderful to think of all the hands across the world making and caring and healing and sharing. Thank you once again Patti Smith
big fan and inspired by your words and art Patti, check me out if you ever have the time, i am a poet and creative :)