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LAST 10 MINUTES print heading

LAST 10 MINUTES

Monthly Archives: May 2012

Such wonderful sounds in the echo chamber today

Thanks for all the kind notes and wishes today.  Really meant alot.

I am posting updates about Andrew to: http://www.carepages.com/carepages/AndrewLange/

Got this email today:

George,

I just read your Lange Studio/Facebook post re: your brother, Andrew. I was very touched by your words and sentiment.

I wonder if you even remember me. Probably not if you don’t have a good memory. You took some photos in the summer of 1987 at Southwestern University in Georgetown, Texas, for Money magazine. I was one of the students that you photographed. Your words and presence made a huge, lasting impact on me that summer. My mother was beginning her slow death from cancer, my family was beginning to disintegrate, and I had recently realized that I had chosen the wrong college. There was something very bright, fresh, meaningful, and energizing about your visit to Southwestern that helped me get through that awful time. Thank you for that.

So, if you were such a comfort to me – a total stranger – 25 years ago, you are no doubt a tremendous comfort to Andrew and to the rest of your family and friends.

Yes, we are reading what you write and post. And we are admiring your photographs, then and now. And you do touch people through that because that is a measure of communication. Your photographs communicate so much and we see you and learn more about you through this vehicle. And now is your opportunity to learn more about Andrew.

“I have learned more about my brother in the past few days I ever would have been allowed to know. So many friends – many claiming Andrew was their best friend, many not even knowing each other – have gathered around us.”

I can’t give you a real hug today, but I can let you know that you and your brother are in my thoughts and prayers. And that your presence is a huge comfort to him.

alison

05.22.12 Posted in Everything Is Connected

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My brother Andrew

I read this article last week in the Times that began:

In the world of social media, we are our own self-portraitists. Our digital identity is doctored to show the best version of our lives. (Maybe a more apt name for Facebook would have been “Best Face” book.) It’s not a new observation to point out the disparities between our online identities and our real selves, but for me, as a cancer patient, that gap has never felt larger.

If you had visited my Facebook profile last June, you would have found pictures of a smiling 22-year-old girl with long, wavy hair. She’s exploring the streets of Paris with a chubby King Charles spaniel named Chopin; eating tiramisù with her boyfriend Seamus at a cafe in the Marais district; having sunset picnics along the Seine with friends after work. This was a happy, successful, carefree person. On Facebook, aren’t we all?

What most of my Facebook friends couldn’t have known was that this young woman no longer existed.

The article went onto talk about how she eventually owned up online to her cancer and how supportive the online community became.

Last Friday at 1:00 I spoke to my younger brother Andrew, who lives in Boulder.   I told him I was planning a long layover in Denver so we could get together. I want to be sure he was available.   He said that would be great.  He had broken up with his girlfriend that morning, and would be really happy to see me.

I then went back to work.   Two hours later, my phone rang during a conference call I was on.  I saw it was my brother’s phone, handed it to Stephie and asked her to answer it.   A couple of minutes later I was off my call, and Stephie was standing in the doorway in shock.  “George….Andrew has had a heart attack.”

Several hours later I was in the Denver airport waiting for my mother.   Around 10 we were at my brother’s bedside.   We have been here ever since.

I have learned more about my brother in the past few days than I ever would have been allowed to know.  So many friends – many claiming Andrew was their best friend, many not even knowing eachother – have gathered around us.  With love.  With such caring touch.  Many of his friends are caregivers, healers -his cranial sacral practitioner friend Lisa who had worked on Andrew, and he on her many times.   Lisa was the person Andrew called when he was feeling so sick. The person who began CPR right away, and if he survives, the one who will have saved his life.

I had been thinking alot recently about how much I crave community in the real world.  How much I need my family and friends to be a part of my real life.  I loathe birthday wishes on Facebook – they are ten steps beneath a Hallmark card.   I need real hugs.   Big loud dinner tables.  Conversations that interrupt each other.  I need every kid in the neighborhood running in the front door, out the back and all around.

I was not wanting to write anything here.  I appreciate wishes from afar, but I really need to feel the love.   I write here all the time, but rarely  know if anyone is even reading it.   I  know that all the relationships in your life go through phases.  Near and far.   Close and away.  That virtual relationships in the mix have meaning, too.   I write as personal as I can, but who am I writing for?

Right at this moment, I am just focusing on my brother in this room in Boulder.  He is laying, breathing – but no purposeful movement.  No perceivable brain function.   Miles Davis is playing.  The warm sun is filtering in. He is laying peacefully.  We don’t give up hope – the science and the spiritual are both trying to bring him back.  His close friend Sharon Gannon flew in from Woodstock last night and brought a whole other energy with her that is so beautiful and comforting to all of us.   Jeni’s Splendid are sending ice cream for the remarkable nurses today.

I invite you to follow me where I been writing on a blog we set up here: http://www.carepages.com/carepages/AndrewLange

Love and prayers are all welcome.

Love to all,

George

Boulder, CO   May 22,2012

05.22.12 Posted in Everything Is Connected

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Regina Spektor

“I love worlds that are so complete that you just can relax,” Regina Spektor said, “because when the art is that complete, it makes something in me just calm. But a lot of new things . . . there’s this tension. I’ll take everything that is awesome from it and leave everything that I don’t like. It can be an uneven piece and still worth it. But you put on ‘Rubber Soul,’ or ‘Sgt. Pepper,’ or ‘Freewheeling Bob Dylan’ and it’s just . . . solid. From the first note you hear, it never goes wrong. Why can’t everything be like that?”

From a profile on Regina Spektor in the NY Times Magazine this coming Sunday. Her story is so inspiring.  Sticking to her guns.  Staying totally focused.  Not giving in.

Video for her new single is alittle blown out – but love the song.   Her new album drops the end of June. Can’t wait.

This shot of Cherice Barton and James Gregg was shot for Aszure and Artists. I also shot the flash intro to Aszure’s site and lots of the images inside.

05.17.12 Posted in Photos, Something I Heard

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Texas and Israel on 28th St.

Elise just got a new job and came by for a head shot.  It is funny seeing my good friend all corporate, but Elise is really an HR genius.   Just as I started shooting, her husband Shlomi ducked in.   I gave him reflector duty – then pulled back.  I loved seeing both of them in the frame.  Elise got her head shot.  I got these.

05.17.12 Posted in Photos, Something I Took

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Jeni’s Splendid Ice Cream Has Gone Google

Our new video for Google on Jeni’s Ice Cream has just been posted.  Check it out here.

Thanks to Ashley Chandler & Sinead O’Mara at Google.   Danny Bresnik for editing.  Stephie and David at our studio for everything before, during, and after the shoot.

And as always, our friends at Jeni’s who are so wonderful and generous and fun.  Especially John Lowe, Jeni and Charly.

05.16.12 Posted in Videos

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