outside of everything she knew or grew up with. The yellow brick road called.
David McCabe was a well known British fashion photographer so my sense that anything could happen elevated wayyyy high whenever I was in his world. He photographed Andy Warhol, famous models, celebrities and - - me. His bright blue eyes and flattering English way are gone now.
He passed away in March of this year.
I'll never forget
feeling so close to all kinds of possibility
glimpses behind the curtain of big time fashion (no wizard needed)
discovering Cutchogue & Shelter Island long before the crowd with piles of $ to burn descended and destroyed quiet countryside
A subtle cyclone had whisked me away from
Portland and sometimes my life felt part fairy tale.