The Art of Norma Forss Portraits

By George Forss

There are three things I want you to know about my mother, Norma Forss:

1. She was always an uninhibited non-conformist.
2. She was always having fun in her life.
3. She had a magical charm about her like no one I have known. She had a charm that is very much like her photography.

I would say

• Language: English
• Publisher: Go To Publish
• Release date: Feb 22, 2021
• ISBN: 9781647492021

George Forss

George Forss is trying to get published for his unusual religious writing even after many years of his career as a photographer. He has special writing involving a creation of new insights and a new veritable science for our world that he has acquired by communicating metaphysically with a spiritual authority that he chances upon, starting in 1969. He has found that the product of this association speaks for itself very soundly even after 35 years of this kind of involvement. His writing is proof worthy. He is known for his writing concerned with the exploration of spirituality and existence. This is what is said about him. He feels a great weight of truth about these writings and it spurs him on. He is also notorious for the writing he does about these two subjects whereas he should be heralded in the world of literature instead. George Forss finds that the world of book publishing would want to feature his photography. He is known as a foolish philosopher that does have something profound to say, so he is still trying. He has never had the proper marketing for my spiritual writings, so they remain mostly unknown. He is a better writer now, with new issues and new science for our world, which he cannot deny. He thinks our world is rapidly changing in an ironic way now and we will need to get with it in the area of real truth and justice from now on, more so than we have been doing all along in human history. He cannot deny the validity of his newest writings. His writing is always a fun project for him, mixed with a degree of religious mystery, romance, poetry, neo-science, and a kind of metaphysically wrought truth, publishes some fantasy books now that offer a good degree of social, cultural, or psychological remedies for our world. George Forss believes that his writings do so in the areas of these three aspects like no other writings in a natural/spiritual way. If you can consider that some of the greatest writings were done by foolish dramatists that could do amazingly insightful writings that were then ‘cleaned up’ to meet the world of sophisticated society, then you can will definitely enjoy Forss’ writings. His latest writing is about ‘fountain of youth’ enhancements; something very fanciful indeed and also scientific. In practice, Forss finds that he is getting a good result with his own involvement with what these writings dictate and the instructions that he follows. He believes he looks look younger than most do at his age.

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The Art of Norma Forss Portraits

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There are three things I want you to know about my mother, Norma Forss:

1. She was always an uninhibited non-conformist.

2. She was always having fun in her life.

3. She had a magical charm about her like no one I have known. She had a charm that is very much like her photography.

I would say that all three of these traits are due to a great natural spirit of self-assurance she possessed. Self assurance is a great facility to have in our living experience but it can be fraught with danger while it lasts. Somehow, it seems as though a person who is so free from conformity is going to get into trouble all the time. Borrowing another slang phrase from my mother’s time, you could say this pet chant phrase ... You’re gonna get yours !

My mother would just not obey the rules in any place that she lived. It all started early for my mother when she lived with strict, dominant, parents. She had to hide her interests in photography and jazz music. After this, her mother, Fabiola, died of cancer. Norma now had to live in poverty that forced her to become very street wise. Teaming up with her brother Gino, she made do somehow and she had a lot of fun photographing people on tenement roofs in New York’s Greenwich Village area. There is evidence in the pictures she took in those early days that shows she was free spirit now. I have a lot of these negatives.

Isn’t Greenwich Village where all free spirits want to go ? She was living in this area anyway, in the Little Italy section, with her mother and some relatives. They were immigrants from Italy. The family name is Pardi. My mother’s relatives were split like all families can be split ... between those who were educated conformists and those who were not. The conformists tend to do well financially and the others do not. This is what being educated and being a conformist is all about. This is why we have rather strict rules in society. My mother however was probably bored by all of rules of society. At the age of 13 she started her life of fun. I’m not kidding ! When I was a kid I would wake up in the morning and say ... Aw, ma ... I don’t want to go to school today. Without hesitation, my mother would say ... OK. On such a day, my mother would take us to Times Square, Central Park, The Staten Island Ferry, plus many more fun things we could do.

One more thing you need to know about my mom here: She was always doing her Box Camera

Photography. Photography started for my mother while her mother, Fabiola, was still alive. Fabiola Pardi was a stately woman who was trying to raise her children properly in a new land. She actually forbade my mother from using a camera and also from playing Pop Tunes Records. My mother used to hide her box camera on an outside ledge of a window in her bedroom. Her mother simply smashed a lot of her records but she managed to save some of these. Fabiola simply wanted her daughter, Norma, to get married someday and raise a family. She was old fashioned in this way. I think my mother was an early Hippie type.

I think the greatest peril my mother faced in her life was that she wasn’t very scientific. This cost her dearly. This is a strange thing to describe because her portraits actually defy science ! I cannot determine scientifically how my mother’s photography is so technically astute. I also did not know that my mother’s pictures were so great. The reason for this is I just did not study all of my mother’s photography until ten years after her death. I now find that my mother has about 1000 negatives of great pictures that she took. Now I know how good all of her portraits are. I just figured that I already had seen her best work.

I don’t know why I reasoned this way. I know I have had unusual luck in my picture taking, or I knew to wait on my subjects until I saw a great picture before me. Many photographers shoot multiple images knowing that by sheer luck they will find a few good ones. My mother doesn’t have any lucky shots ... all of them are good ! What I now know is that almost all of my mother’s pictures are the equal of great art posing. This is truly amazing to me. Here is another slang-like phrase I can use here ... Oh yeah, prove it !

Here’s the proof: Look at all of the images in this book. Notice how each subject is so beautifully postured with very natural-like facial expressions ... expressions that show the subjects natural exuberance ... that are the equal of the best art of portraiture. Exuberance ? Yes,

I did not know how great my mother’s photography was until a few months ago. I knew she had some great images. The people at Time and Life knew how good her work is. They became aware of her portraits after I got discovered for my own photography. I was showing some of my mother’s portraits around and I just assumed that I had all of the ‘good ones’. Mostly, her Movie Star portraits intrigued the Time and Life people. My mother only has 125 movie star negatives and about 25 of these are so special ... as special as her portraits of children. I now know she was shooting for luck with these ... and with her special skill of knowing just when to make her exposures on film. She could not pose a Movie Star for an hour or so the way that she did her portraits of children to make these portraits so perfect. The Stars that she captured so well were greatly charmed by her presence ... with a mere box camera ... that they naturally had just the right kind of look about them that my mother wanted. Look at the facial expressions of these, they are as good as her child portraits. You can see this in the best portraits she did of the stars. With some other stars she missed the focus or that her quick picture taking just did not work. I am afraid I made the automatic assumption that most of her pictures were like this ... that she had very many misses. How she knew the focus and the expert use of her flash bulbs at all is a mystery to me. A box camera does not have variable focus. It has a focus of about 35 feet. I know this because I tested two of my mother’s cameras. I remember that she used a set of diopter close up lenses in front of her camera as she made a picture.

The thing was that I did not how great all of her images of children are. Only now am I exploring hundreds of her negatives and finding this out. All of them from 1930’s to 1980’s. Another thing that is a hindrance to my discovering my mother’s photography is the awful condition of hundreds of my mom’s negatives. They were all stored in cardboard boxes and were soiled by cat piss fumes and such ! I am being blunt but you will understand when you read further. Like, uh ... my mother had 27 cats at one point in her life ... when we lived in Brooklyn, NY. Some of her negatives are stuck together. I can’t even rescue these. At least not yet. If I need to I can submerge them in a water soak. This is the way film negatives are processed ... in water mixed with chemicals.

One thing that caused this to happen was when we had a terrible fire in the property next door to us, an illegal garage run by a few Haitian immigrants. These were amazingly industrious people who bought the property at a low price with the proviso that they would restore the property. This they did and made a taxi service repair shop out of its garage. This was a long garage that always had a few cars in a row. Well, one night one of the cars blew up. This happened about 4 a.m. and I saw a large flume of fire shooting up through the roof. Next, I saw another car explode; then another. I think three cars were on fire with three plumes shooting up through this garage’s roof. Now we had to get out of our building fast. I got my mother out and the cats were already gone. They were all over the yard. My mother was outside too. I was rushing in to rescue her when I heard her yelling outside ... Get the dog !. We had a tall skinny whippet dog that was frozen in shock in my upstairs apartment. I had a WW II English gas mask hanging in my stair case wall for just such an occasion. I got the dog and had to carry him bodily out of the building. As I was coming down the stairs the firemen were coming up. They told me my building is going to be engulfed in flames in about five minutes. I let the dog out and then I ran in the building again to retrieve my negatives. I had just been discovered and presented to the world as a great photographer by David Douglas Duncan and I had to have my negatives ! Did I rescue my mother’s negatives ? No. Here is another slang phrase ... Who Knew ? I couldn’t rescue my mother’s negatives because they were all over the place in various boxes; some were in