There is something seriously wrong with a world that does not have Muhammad Ali in it. In the late 1960’s a dance company was warming up in a theater in upstate New York. As the sound system was being tested a dancer stood on stage balanced on one leg. Suddenly he fell over. Company members rushed over to see what had happened. “I was fine until they cut...
Read MoreEntrance To Fighter’s Heaven
This is the only time I asked Ali to do anything for the camera. As we came back from his dawn run I saw the entrance to the camp for the first time, and I told Ali I’d like to get a shot of him there. Tired from the run – still without breakfast – he posed himself as you see. It is the only picture I can recall where you see Muhammad...
Read More“Grab Your Pants and Your Camera…”
The knocking came at 4:30 a.m. The voice through my motel door said, “Grab your pants and your camera, the champ is running!” The sun was just breaking through the trees when I jumped out of the car and began shooting. Muhammad Ali was ahead of me jogging along the rural Pennsylvania black top, his breath visible in the early morning cold. A cow in a field...
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