martes, 15 de febrero de 2011
Raul 2
No se porqué, al mirar a Raul, me venía a la mente este retrato de Hemingway hecho por Yousuf Karsh. Pensé en "copiarlo", se lo propuse y le gustó la idea. Y así hicimos nuestra aproximación a esta gran fotografía.
Os copio un texto que hay en la web de Karsh donde cuenta un poco aquel encuentro con Hemingway:
I expected to meet in the author a composite of the heroes of his novels. Instead, in 1957, at his home Finca Vigía, near Havana, I found a man of peculiar gentleness, the shyest man I ever photographed - a man cruelly battered by life, but seemingly invincible. He was still suffering from the effects of a plane accident that occurred during his fourth safari to Africa. I had gone the evening before to La Floridita, Hemingway’s favorite bar, to do my “homework” and sample his favorite concoction, the daiquiri. But one can be overprepared! When, at nine the next morning, Hemingway called from the kitchen, “What will you have to drink?” my reply was, I thought, letter-perfect: “Daiquiri, sir.” “Good God, Karsh,” Hemingway remonstrated, “at this hour of the day!”
Ver también : https://www.artsy.net/artist/yousuf-karsh
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y si cambiamos lo del daiquiri por un margarita?
vista así, con la distancia (del tiempo) y la lejanía (física), cada vez me gusta más... gracias.
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