I heard from Christopher Bailey following my post about him the other day. He's living in the barn pictured above. It's in the northeast quadrant of the U.S. I won't say exactly where because his residency therein is not exactly...not entirely...well, you know. The local authorities might not entirely approve.
And here is one of the pictures from the Lost Portfolio:
I hope to do what's called a "studio visit" (a.k.a. go see the guy where he keeps all his art) sometime this year. Maybe between the two of us we can recontruct the Lost Portfolio.
The good news is that Chris is painting again. I really feel Chris would have been a world-class painter if he were able to concentrate on just one thing. It's not too late for that.
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Featured [partial] Comment by David Dyer-Bennet: "That's a fascinating picture. It's definitely got me playing 'Okay, now where was the camera mounted?' "
Mike replies: That's one of the interesting things about Chris—the camera wasn't mounted. He was holding it.
He used to go to amazing places to take pictures. One story he told was of walking out on a naked railroad trestle in the middle of the night. And a train came along. Chris wedged himself down through the ties and hung on to a railroad tie—hanging in free space—while the train passed above him. His only comment was, "The train took a really long time to go past, and my hands got pretty tired."
And he has lots of stories like that. I remember walking around downtown D.C. with him once and he saw a building and he said, "Hmm, you know, I could climb that." Before we knew it he was scaling the outside of the building. He got up four stories before we convinced him to come down, and when he got back to the ground he said, "I could have kept going. But I guess we don't have time right now." We were on our way to lunch or something.
There is another picture in the Lost Portfolio, if memory serves, that was taken from a flagpole sticking out from a building. Chris shimmied out on it to take the picture. The catch? The flag pole was something like twenty stories above the streets of Manhattan.
And the thing is, Chris himself never used to think any of this was the least bit unusual or remarkable.