Yesterday, as some know, was Bruce Springsteen's birthday. I'm near Asbury Park, NJ these days and happen to know some young musicians, so I got invited to a pre-festival event at a gallery in Springsteen's hometown that is run by someone friendly with The Boss.
I didn't take my cameras, because I would have felt awkward with them around someone known for musician portraits. You stroll through Danny Clinch's gallery and you quickly figure out he's the real deal (his image of Tom Waits on a carousel is a magical moment of whimsy, motion and color, while Patti Smith in the record shop is a biography in a single frame). I'm told Clinch is a really nice guy. For awhile he sat near me laughing and joking between musicians on stage. He probably would have just given a nod and wink as I fumbled around. But I kept it on the down-low, shooting surreptitiously with my phone.
I don't think it's good, but I like the image I made of the pictures on the plate glass windows fronting his place. It seemed appropriate for the day and the chapel-like ambiance of the gallery.
A quote by Soren Kierkegaard seemed to capture the proper vibe. "God creates out of nothing. Wonderful you say. Yes, to be sure, but he does what is still more wonderful: he makes saints out of sinners."