Thursday, November 25, 2010

Accidents in photography do not happen often, a good thing because when they do, it could mean disaster. It explains why before the time of digital photography, photographers rushed to their lab to check on results if they wanted to sleep. However, they do happen and in this particular case I was thrilled. By some very odd coincidence, Mulde, the ship I was sailing on in the Carabbeans and the day after my return to France, Christian Lacroix's Haute couture show were superimposed on the same negative. A vivid and meaningful short cut of my two lifes. The tale of Mulde, the old and rusty motor yacht must be told. I shall go back to it in a future post with photographs and sketches. But one thing first. Here is the original negative showing Mulde the ship, Suzy Lux, the skipper's wife on the deck and Olivier the third man, overlooking the couturier walking his bride at the end of the show. The story ends in Tragedy. I shall tell you how.

5 comments:

little augury said...

beautiful and it seems it would have to be a tragedy.

Valéry Lorenzo said...

C'est peut être une tragédie, mais si c'est vous qui l'écrivez...
Ces accidents sont beaux, vous avez recommencé le bout du rouleau ?
Ce rouge sang Lacroix dessous, j'espère que la tragédie n'était pas une matanza .

le style et la matière said...

Fascinating and suspenseful...

Christopher Andrews said...

These are hauntingly beautiful and seem an example of life fleeting. The combination of a lovely sun filled holiday and the career end of a legend is actually quite profound. Happy accidents do happen. Thank you for sharing these.

L.....................................uC said...

J'aime beaucoup.