Drinking with Christopher Hitchens, 06/ 7/10
Journalist/Writer Christopher Hitchens for Good Weekend
The gift Christopher Hitchens gave me when he answered the door at his apartment wasn't a stiff drink (though that was repeatedly offered), but something photographers dream of getting with their subjects-- complete honesty and an utter lack of care about how he looked. The only caveat was his sensitivity to light, so I did my best not to blast him with any direct light.
And no, I didn't end up drinking with Mr. Hitchens. Against my better judgment, I refused all drink offers, though in retrospect downing a few drinks might have given me even more time with him. Here's a few more that I liked from the shoot.
SVoss: "Here's a few more than I liked from the shoot."
I assume you meant "THAT I liked." Otherwise, I might think you weren't very happy with any of your shots! ;-)
What a wonderful opportunity to spend time with (and photograph) one of the great intellectuals of our era.
I'm surprised you didn't take him up on the drink offers! I certainly would've. In fact, somebody else would have to drive me home if Christopher Hitchens was refilling my glass!
Another drink? Well, I suppose I could stay a bit longer... ;-)
Excellent photos, Stephen. Bravo!
Thanks for the catch, Matt.
I think alcohol would not have been kind to my ability to make good pictures, especially at the rate he was drinking.