Wow Ari. We'll have to talk about Haiti next time we see each other. I too spent 2 years in Haiti in my 20s, '85-'87. I sat on that same porch at the Olaffson. I lost many friends in 2010. For now it's impossible to go back there and it will never be the same. And not just Haiti.
A beautiful, heartfelt essay, Ari. The loss of the Oloffson, where so many of us journalists and artists spent years of our lives, was a gut punch, but is just one of the many other staggering tragedies and losses that Haiti has endured over the past 40 years. Graham Greene, who also would have been devastated, once wrote: "All good novelists have bad memories. What you remember comes out as journalism; what you forget goes into the compost of the imagination." Somehow, I like to think that all this suffering contributes to the "compost" out of which a new, even more wonderful Haiti (dare I say world?) can sprout. I look to viewing your film.
BTW folks the film is amazing!
Touching. Thank you for sharing.
thank u jeanine .
Wow Ari. We'll have to talk about Haiti next time we see each other. I too spent 2 years in Haiti in my 20s, '85-'87. I sat on that same porch at the Olaffson. I lost many friends in 2010. For now it's impossible to go back there and it will never be the same. And not just Haiti.
yes lots to share about that magical place!
It's been 40 years but I can still speak kreyol and remember every bit of my time there. Yes, magical.
Thank you Ari, I would love to see the film. We miss Herb and think of him and Leo and Carolyn often. Jerry Garchik in S F
Yes thank you Jerry - we will be finding our way to theaters possible in February - working on it! All the best.
A beautiful, heartfelt essay, Ari. The loss of the Oloffson, where so many of us journalists and artists spent years of our lives, was a gut punch, but is just one of the many other staggering tragedies and losses that Haiti has endured over the past 40 years. Graham Greene, who also would have been devastated, once wrote: "All good novelists have bad memories. What you remember comes out as journalism; what you forget goes into the compost of the imagination." Somehow, I like to think that all this suffering contributes to the "compost" out of which a new, even more wonderful Haiti (dare I say world?) can sprout. I look to viewing your film.