Annie Liebowitz in her book At Work, says that:
Hunter sweated a lot. When he wasn’t sweating he was screaming that we wasn’t sweating and he thought he was dying.
From the Washington Post, the note Thompson sent to his wife four days before his suicide:
“No More Games. No More Bombs. No More Walking. No More Fun. No More Swimming. 67. That is 17 years past 50. 17 more than I needed or wanted. Boring. I am always bitchy. No Fun — for anybody. 67. You are getting Greedy. Act your old age. Relax — This won’t hurt.”
With a sort of cryptic, ironic, metaphorical hilarity, he took a black marker and titled the note: “Football Season Is Over.”
Ah, the shadow self-portrait. I’ve done it. I know you’ve done it. Flickr and Facebook are filled with them. We are all so clever and artsy.
We are also just rehashing some old, tired ground. I am convinced there are many more of these self-portraits by the big name shooters. I will find them and post them. I will be curious to see which is the earliest one I can find. So far, Kertész is in the lead but that is not surprising.