I found out this morning that Jim passed away yesterday – suddenly and unexpectedly. I’ve wandered around today with the wind knocked out of me. I know full well from many of our conversations that he wasn’t done living – he had so many things he still had to do. I’m so sorry for his partner and his sons. My heart goes out to them.
I didn’t take very many photos at Caldera. It’s a gorgeous place that attracts a lot of photographers. I am not a particularly brilliant photographer (and my best camera is my iphone), and I let others – like Jim - document the place. I watched facebook fill up with photos of Jim today and wished that I had taken my own photo of Jim at some point.
The morning after Jim’s printer broke, I came in to my studio to a robot and a note. The note was on an index card and said only ‘2 AM!!!’ and the 3D printed robot stood on top of it. The robot has been sitting on my desk (first at Caldera, now back at home), staring at me since then. I went looking for the note this afternoon (and failed) and found a folder full of photos that he had taken and left on my studio desk the morning we’d left. There’s a picture of him in that stack, and I’m glad that the photo that I have of to remember him by was taken by a far more talented photographer than myself.
Godspeed Jim. You are talented man. I’m sorry that I didn’t know you sooner and I’m sorry that I didn’t know you longer. I’m glad that I feel like I got to know you well, if for ever so briefly.