Bill has been photographing at Newport for the past few years, and is truly darling. He seemed to quite enjoy our young set this year, and we were all completely entertained by his mimed instructions for how we should move to make our various shenanigans more photogenic, and also by the fact that he referred to us as "children." Anyway, we were in the Times the Sunday after Newport, in two spreads. Can you find me?
|the daytime spread (click to enlarge): I am in 2 pictures, upper left. can you find me?|
|the evening spread: I am in 3 pictures--do you see me?|
Bill is 83 years old (he was born in 1929), and we were all a little concerned at his mad dashes through the ballroom for the best possible photograph. However, he survived, and we were even able to capture him in action! Here are some (rather silly) pictures of us being photographed by Bill--there, that's actually everything from Newport!
|Bill attends the silent film night. Aren't those ushers fabulous?|
|the shot on the stairs of Ochre Court--did you see it in the final spread?|
|Bill followed us when we moved to the landing|
|on a ladder to get the group shot--oh dear!|
|that blur in the bottom left corner is Bill--this shot was also in the final spread, did you see it?|
|getting the group at the Roger Williams Casino|
|oh no, caught!|
Also, BONUS: there is a video over at the NYT website here.
And one last behind-the-scenes shot: sometimes even vintage dancers get dehydrated. Slurpees!
|stopping at 7-11 post Ochre Court...sans dresses|