Saturday, November 04, 2006
It's a crazy world we live in (part two)
This is one of my favorite pictures from a trip I took to Rome a few years ago. Not as gorgeous or striking as some other shots I took (that's me behind the camera in this photo), but it moves me. I was trying to capture what struck me most about Rome. In one frame, you span two thousand years. Moving from the foreground back, you have the ruins of Ancient Rome, then the churches and homes of Renaissance Rome that sprung up around (and on top of) them, and finally, on the horizon, the massive (and cringe-inducing) Vittorio Emmanuele monument of Modern Rome. That's what I was going for. So not why I treasure the picture, though. What I got was a tender moment in time with the youngest old man I know, a Jewish grandpa only a generation removed from the fearsome pogroms of Russia, and his half-Asian Jewish/Buddhist grandson. Both brilliant, both hilarious, both maddening, and both among the favorite people of a middle-aged German Catholic homo from the Midwest. A few minutes after this was taken, we were all breaking bread and drinking wine in a quaint trattoria with a view of the Coliseum in spring. Crazy, huh?