Today being Valentine’s Day, I know you’re awash with
pressure to produce demonstrations of undying passion for your significant (or
even your somewhat-interesting) other. Flowers (better have a damned good
explanation for that bouquet not being a fistful of red roses, at five times
the going rate for other times of the year), chocolates (possibly more leeway
there) and/or jewelry.
You do know
that every kiss begins with Kay, right?
Well, forget about all that. Because I have something so
much better than industrially-extruded conspicuous consumption that has the
same ephemeral effect on the economy that it does on your social life.
It’s a great
story in the New York Times,
about photographer Lauren Fleishman, who was inspired by love letters between
her maternal grandparents to embark on a project to photograph couples who’ve
been together for at least 50 years.
Her grandparents married in 1944, and were together for
59 years.
Fleishman spent six years discovering and photographing
the couples; her resulting book The Lovers
was published last month.
The
Lovers presents the intimate ties, of course. But the couples
talk also about the much more problematic issues of long relationships—getting through
rough patches, and overcoming those times when s/he just pisses you off beyond
belief, without storming out for good.
That’s one of the characteristics of love that lasts
beyond passion. Anyone can be in love, especially when you’re in your 20s or
30s (ish). It’s like one extended adrenaline rush, so you just power through
the little hitches because you’ve got the incentive of the next romp to entice
you. Fleishman focuses her lens and her interviews on how these couples managed
to transcend the rush and turn it into a bond that has lasted for decades.
Eric Marcoux and Eugene Woodworth.
Portland, Ore.
Fred and Fran Futterman, Brooklyn
Yevgeniy and Lyubov Kissin , Brooklyn
I love the comment by Karam Chand, married since 11
December 1925 to Kartari in an arranged marriage. “My trick is to make. Kartari
laugh... Being funny is my way of being romantic. I have been told laughing
makes you live longer—my wife is still alive, so it must have worked. I love
her, and I want to spend another 80 years by her side.”
Well—if that ain’t romance then I’m Maria of Romania.
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