Carl Paler

Every moment with Carl was a gift.

Thinking today back to the 70s. Carl loved to walk, to explore every street, nook and cranny of the West Village, the East Village, the Lower East Side, Little Italy, Chinatown, SoHo, the neighborhoods now known as Nolita and NoHo and beyond. And it seemed that he knew at least one person who lived in each. Starting on a weekend late morning, Carl and I would easily walk for four or five hours. We would start at his apartment and most often head east. We'd pause and admire the First...

Years of adventure, fun and laughter. Countless memories.

A milestone, this day.

Years ago i moved to New York City. Knew nobody. Met Carl in a bar one night and he suggested I throw myself a birthday party at the loft he used for his photography. They he had me print up invitations and we handed them out to people who were then strangers.

Came the day a whole bunch of [people showed up. Some ven brought small presents.

A number of them became friends for the next several years that I lived in the city. Thanks to Carl I went from friendless to the...

When I met Carl in the 1970s, he was a gregarious up and coming avant guard photographer. And it would not be overstating to say that Carl was popular and much sought-after in Greenwich Village, SoHo and beyond. He was very adept at making connections, bringing people together and ensuring enjoyable conversation. Rarely could Carl walk down a street without at least one person waving or coming over to greet him.

He was known by the bouncers and bartenders at many a pub in the...

In celebration of an extraordinary guy. With gratitude and much love.
Peter