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"Waiting For Godot" is a play by Samuel Beckett in which two characters, Vladimir (Didi) and Estragon (Gogo), engage in a variety of discussions and encounters while awaiting Godot, who never arrives.

This image was taken at Pt. Fermin Park in my home town. Seated at the vacant amphitheater in the park, a woman seemed to be waiting...waiting for something to happen on that stage. Life, imitating the art that is Godot, the actors never arrived.

As is the human condition, Vladimir and Estragon are a pair of human beings who do not know why they were put on earth. They make an assumption that there must be a point to their existence, and they await Godot for enlightenment.
Though they wait, and the mysterious Godot continually sends word that he will appear...he never does.
Written by the Parisian in 1949, it premiered in London in 1955. "Godot" is considered a masterpiece of the Theatre of the Absurd, and in a poll conducted by the British Royal National Theatre...

As a kid I was fascinated with photographs. Look, Life magazine. National Geographic. That well-captured interplay of light and shadow...the notion of people, places and moments - all suspended in time. My first "real" camera was a Minolta Srt101. I was seduced. As a teenager, I learned how to develop film while working at Wyle Laboratories in El Segundo, and I still recall the smell of the developer...my eyes adjusting to the red filter light...and the sheer magic and delight of watching images begin to emerge. Life, family and a career as a teacher and psychologist intervened, not to mention a few more film cameras. Eventually, there was digital. Hah! Liberation! Photography is the creative medium that allows me to share...