Magnum photographer, Burt Glinn, passed away on April 9th. He will be missed.

From the Magnum Blog:

Born in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, Burt Glinn served in the United States Army between 1943 and 1946, before studying literature at Harvard University, where he edited and photographed for the Harvard Crimson college newspaper. From 1949 to 1950, Glinn worked for Life magazine before becoming a freelancer.

Glinn became an associate member of Magnum in 1951, along with Eve Arnold and Dennis Stock - the first Americans to join the young photo agency - and a full member in 1954. He made his mark with spectacular color series on the South Seas, Japan, Russia, Mexico and California. In 1959 he received the Mathew Brady Award for Magazine Photographer of the Year from the University of Missouri.

Read more @ blog.magnumphotos.com

We rode home that night from the Poleng Lounge in a sweet spring fog, our bellies warm filled with Japanese Whisky and un-pronounceable foods yelling along to Thin Lizzy on the radio with the windows down and the bums yelling back as we sped down Market Street. I forgot about the days work and all the things I should have been doing instead of what I was doing and for just a little while we were the only people in the world.

We were Kings and Queens of men, and we were invincible, we had purpose, there was nothing we could not survive, our eyes were fixed on the night and the street lamps that rolled past would guide us to wherever we thought we were supposed to be going. Our destination didn’t matter, I have heard the journey is the worthier part, the only thing to do was run, and run we did, still waiting to arrive at wherever it is we ought to be going.

The radio clicked over and out poured the often copied but never duplicated two-handed pentatonic scale of Eddie Van Halen and I thought at that moment I was happier than I had been in a long time and just a little angry that it wouldn’t last.