"LOOKING FOR ELSEWHERE" Gallery Show: Death Comes to All - The Day Dad Died

Mom called and said, “I can’t get Dad up. I think he is dead.” I remember feeling the vacancy as I walked into the room. I sat in a chair at his bed for hours waiting for my brother, Mark to come from Long Island. I decided to photograph the scene, because that’s what I always do. I placed my feet next to Dads, then Sparky jumped up on the bed; being photographed was familiar to him. Dad's wish was to die in his own bed and never to go to a hospital again. He was in his normal sleep position there were no signs of struggle. Some months before he told us to go out in Mark's boat and spread his ashes in the ocean - he said on the leeward side not the windward side, he never lost his sense of humor.
Death Comes to All - The Day Dad Died

Mom called and said, “I can’t get Dad up. I think he is dead.” I remember feeling the vacancy as I walked into the room. I sat in a chair at his bed for hours waiting for my brother, Mark to come from Long Island. I decided to photograph the scene, because that’s what I always do. I placed my feet next to Dads, then Sparky jumped up on the bed; being photographed was familiar to him. Dad's wish was to die in his own bed and never to go to a hospital again. He was in his normal sleep position there were no signs of struggle. Some months before he told us to go out in Mark's boat and spread his ashes in the ocean - he said on the leeward side not the windward side, he never lost his sense of humor.