Yes, it’s strange that I would have a boxing picture (of Rubin “Hurricane” Carter) on my blog. I don’t enjoy violence or violence as sport…..but here are the reasons that it appears.
While reading the NYTimes Lens blog (my favorite photography blog) I saw that Marty Lederhandler had passed at age 92. He’s an AP Legend and I wanted to spend some time with his work….so I came across this photo. A very few close friends know that I had the nickname “Lil Larry” as a teenager. It was more of an endearment, but there it is. Why “Lil Larry”? Because my boyfriend at the time playfully said that I was always ready to fight about something. I think he meant that in a good way…..that I was strong willed. I looked at the photo and recalled that time and smiled. Then I looked at the caption on the photo and was very surprised to see that it was taken on October 27, 1962, the night of my birth. It could have been the instant of my birth for all I know, as I was born at 10:25 pm.
I’ve been feeling a little overwhelmed lately with many personal projects, change, mundane complications with computer and car, care and concern for aging family members, larger issues of the political climate and rancor, the lack of meaningful progress in so many issues that matter to me, and the unrelenting pace of activity in the world….so I’ve been walling myself off a bit. At the same time, I’ve been kicking myself about it. Now I have a new perspective and the inspiration is that boxing photograph.
Spring is a time of rebirth, the time after the quiet of winter when new shoots seek the sun and the pulse and purity of life glistens. Winter and introspection give way to the body’s desire to rouse itself and seek warmth. So “Lil Larry” is back! I’ve arrived in California to work with Dominique and Debra Barbier and bask in the warmth of friendship, common purpose, and California sunshine. I’ll suffer through the first three days of accomodating my seatbones to a saddle and smile all the way through it. There is work to be done and new growth to be nurtured, maybe even change to be effected.
I won’t be taking any photos of boxing, but I will continue to explore new avenues of growth. I can only hope that one day someone will see a photo of mine and be encouraged to press on, to gather up their strength, tap into all the swirling pace of the world and make their voice heard. Thank you, Marty Lederhandler, for the inspiration and the reminder that there’s a huge world out there….moving along at a furious pace. After a time of rest and contemplation, all we can do is jump in and start swinging.
Click here for more about Marty Lederhandler: http://digitaljournalist.org/issue0202/ml03.htm