My friend Lee, from many days gone past, once worked as a staff photographer at the New York Times where he achieved a degree of notoriety for a two-image sequence he captured in Central Park. I wish I had or could find the set of photographs but I will have to describe them instead. Taken from behind, two people are seated on a park bench, the man on the left with his arm extended to the bench back immediately behind what appears to be a woman with extremely long blonde hair. In the second image, identical to first except the figure on the right has turned toward the man, revealing that it is in fact a long-haired dog.
Later on after we met in L.A., Lee and I sometimes photographed dogs and their people, noting the cliched observation about the resemblance of dogs and their owners. I continue that practice just for the fun of it during periods of photographic boredom or when encountering a particularly notable example. Yesterday, driving south on Highway 11, we followed for some miles a car that initially attracted my attention (in keeping with my from-childhood interest in cars, often documenting while riding shotgun on road trips). It was a rather rare circa 1960 Rambler Cross Country, which had been modified by lowering, wheel/tire treatment and possibly other “resto-mod” features. Then Kim pointed out that a huge dog, possibly a St. Bernard, occupied the rear seat. Some windshield photography follows:
