A Very Particular Bird
When asked to make a short film to accompany the release of Sam Stephenson’s ,I was more than pleased. It meant an increasingly rare excuse to wander, in Midtown and through my own footage archive. I’d need to sit with Stephenson’s soft-spoken reading of, something Stephenson had done so beautifully in the book itself. I use that term to mean that which is added by leaving things out. For Stephenson, who worked on his Gene Smith project for more than twenty years, this meant relinquishing the more predictable biographical tome he could have written in favor of something looser and riskier. He would evoke the photographer via the lives of people Smith intersected with and through other fruitful, if unorthodox, digressions—one being the very particular sound of a very particular bird.
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