Snaps and photos

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    With David Brill, American Southwest. 

    Transcripts old school. 

    Helen Caldicott in Nashville, Tennessee. 1978.  

    Flores, coast road to Tikal and the Jaguar Inn.        Guatemala. 1987

    Morgan V8, Bonaire, Dutch Caribbean. 

 Leo Phillips.  my father and me. Miss Moon’s cottage, Mt. Dandenong, Victoria. 

    Mapping a journey, lay of the land. 


    Melbourne Age, Saturday Review. 


Office picnic with Geoffrey Wild and wife-to-be Libby mid sixties. 

    On location Nevada chasing the atomic bomb. 

        Gone feral. 

         Papua New Guinea highlands late sixties.   

                       Hinch and Laurie - late 90’s

Gordon “Mr. Bear” Bennett and his lovely Eclair  -‘a single-magazine-always-in-focus wonder and me with Sennheiser 804 shotgun and Nagra in PNG. 

    David Brill and his CP16, me with Bolex and
    Angenieux zoom lens contraption,  ABC soundman       leaning in with Sennheiser to Josephine Abaijah,  Papaun Separatist in Port Moresby. 1970’s. 

   With Ian Macintosh ABC at launch of space shuttle, Florida. 

Bedford Stone yards outside NYC. Excellent bluestone and other varieties pricey but good. I preferred going to the source in Hancock. 



          Jeannine Honicker at home. Filming for “Nuclear          Nashville”. 



           Arlene and me in Brooklyn 1980’s. 

The Unheeded Message of the Holocaust. Poster for Jan Karsk interview. 

WBAI studio in the eighties- 39th St. , NYC. 


           Havana, Cuba

    St Petersburg, Russia. 1986. 

    Ian Macintosh (ABC), Hotel Nacional, Havana, Cuba. 

Honicker V. Henry, Supreme Court challenge - Village Voice photo by Russell Honicker of his mother and lawyers Albert Bates and Joel Kosinski from The Farm in Tennessee - the spark for “Nuclear Nashville”. 1978. 


 




On the road 
Jeanine Honicker and David S..Freeman (TVA) Knoxville, Tennessee. 




    With Jeff McMullen on on the road in the southwest. 








   With Richie Havens  and Capt. Mike in the Caribbean. 





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