Dad with Shadow Cross

This is one of the last pictures I took of my father, before driving his car back to Oakland. Processed with a Pixelbender filter, to soften the effects of digital camera noise and to give it a little distance from camera reality.

"The photographer is an armed version of the solitary walker reconnoitering, stalking, cruising the urban inferno, the voyeuristic stroller who discovers the city as a landscape of voluptuous extremes. Adept of the joys of watching, connoisseur of empathy, the flâneur finds the world 'picturesque."

Susan Sontag

Flaneur

http://www.newcolonist.com/flaneur.html

Dad with Patterns

Walking through the hospital with sandals on.

The local little nature walk. The fish made these circular holes, to lay eggs perhaps.

Walking through Target.

A random image from my wanderings in Florida. The heat is starting up now.

A picture of the "Florida" room or of my parents, if you like.

Ruth Berkowitz : Of Blessed Memory 4/14/21 - 4/4/10

I am now down in Florida, taking care of my Father. I was planning to be here at this time anyway, but now it is even more crucial. For those that don't know, my Mother passed away on April 4th. This was a jolt of lightning from out of the blue. She was fine and she had recovered amazingly well from her hip replacement. But she was old, just 10 days shy of her 89th birthday and she was tired. There are always regrets when a loved one passes this way, I wish I could have seen and held her one more time. I know that she knew how I felt about her, no new words of love would have been spoken, even so...