In the Fall of 2013 I received some questions from a young photographer named Kohann Tensen in France that I felt where so insightful, and intelligent that I have often thought about him, and have often wondered how he became so wise.
After I finished his interview he wrote me, and asked me as a final wish to fill in one or two line responses to the following questions. They were to be spontaneous. He called this questionnaire “la carte sentimentale” or as he described it in English “a romantic passport”. He referenced Proust, and wished me good luck and thanks.
So in order to get me once again into the meandering stream of my weekly posts, I thought I might begin with my responses to his request. Here following is my la carte sentimentale.
the most beautiful song : My Romance
a music genre : Classical, but I like most music except rap.
a male singer : Pavarotti
a female singer : Ella Fitzgerald
an art movement (in painting) Hudson River School
a painter : Vermeer
a painting : Anything by Sargent
a writer : John Steinbeck
a book : Grapes of Wrath
a photograph : Spanish Wake
a photographer : W. Eugene Smith
a movie : Out of Africa
a film score : Days of Heaven
a director : Roman Polanski
a music composer : Samuel Barber
an actor : Cary Grant
an actress : Audrey Hepburn
a superhero : Superman
a superpower : contentment
an element (earth, fire, water and air but also sea, sky, wind, rain, thunder, fog, sand…) : fog
a letter : A
a number : 7
an animal : English Sheepdog
a tree : White Oak
a flower : Tulip
a sound : A Peacock’s Lament
a smell : Guerlains Jicky
a country : England
a city : Charleston, SC
a famous character you would love to meet : Jesus
an invention : automobile
a cure : cancer
a monument : Lincoln Memorial
a word : buoyancy
a verb : reclining
a habit : criticism
a relevant and insightful question : Who are we?
an essential thing : Light
an amazing thing : Trees
an enjoyable thing : Green grass
a success : living
a quote : “Thanks to the human heart by which we live”
a mood : Melancholy
a deep regret : Not knowing my father better.