Monday, January 26, 2009

Heather St. Clair and Socks

This is the right way to hold a ferret, by the scruff of the neck. My mother kept ferrets during World War II in England and used them to catch rabbits. We carried the ferrets in a sack to the rabbit warren and the ferrets never failed to return with our dinner. I was fond of these wriggly, thin beasts, but nobody had them as pets then. Nowadays they tuck themselves up into handmade sleeping bags and are as adored by their owners as cats and dogs.


  1. These two portraits of Heather are a wonderful study in contrasts. I work with Heather, and it is delightful to have the opportunity to also get to know her through your portraits.

    Your portraits are wonderful, and provide a way of seeing and experiencing people that is both personal and universal.

  2. Thank you so much for taking this photo, Dmitri. I'm sure Caroline told you I lost Sock the day before my birthday last week. I have the print of this hanging in my cubicle at work, and everytime I see it, it brings a tear to my eye. You captured so much in a millisecond.


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