I never know where inspiration will come from. A couple of weeks ago Larry asked me to read a short story by Jo Ann Beard titled Undertaker, Please Drive Slow. Jo Ann is a super talented writer and Larry was lucky to study under her at Sarah Lawrence College. The story is based on a true story of a woman who has terminal cancer and seeks out Dr. Jack Kevorkian to aid in her suicide once she feels the time is right. The story is poignant, well written, and I could not put it down once I started it.
There was one passage that spoke to me enough to inspire me to make a photograph of my vision of that scene. Here is the excerpt and the photo.
“The trees on her street vibrate in the afternoon sunlight, the dying leaves so brilliant that she somehow feels she’s never seen any of this before–fall, and the way the landscape can levitate with color, or even her simple cup of green tea in the afternoons, with milk and honey in a thick white mug. Warm. Her hand curled around it, or the newspaper folded beside it, or a halved orange on a blue plate sitting next to it. It’s all lovely beyond words, really.”