FINE ART: Senior Dogs Across America

Toby, 17 yo    Cody, Wyoming

Toby, 17 yo Cody, Wyoming

‘Senior Dogs Across America’ Eight years ago, I began traveling the United States to photograph senior dogs. Like the diverse human pageant that Robert Frank captured in his book, The Americans, back in the 1950’s, I found dogs inhabiting all manner of American life -- and with many years inscribed in their beings. My interest in the world of the senior dog began as my own two dogs began to approach the end of their days. This was at a time when I had lived enough years to start imagining my own mortality. I entered a world of grace where bodies that had once expressed their vibrancy were now on a more fragile path. I saw how the dog does it; how, without the human’s painful ability to project ahead and fear the inevitable, the dog simply wakes to each day as a new step in the journey. Though their steps might be more stiff and arduous, these dogs still moved through each day as themselves -- themselves of that day and all the days before. As mortality was weaving its way through this project, so was another American thread. The media were consumed with reports about our country’s sharp political fractures. It was all about the Red/Blue conflicts and the strident voices leading the charge. Yet, what I witnessed in my travels was something quite different. It was people caring for the most vulnerable dogs. Whether the senior dog was part of a family where the dog/person devotion knew no bounds or one of the elders being tended at an animal sanctuary, I saw something much deeper than our divisions, something important about where we live and the best way to die. Listening to the current fevered debate over Social Security and Medicare, I am left with a fearful pit in my stomach when I imagine a country that might abandon the fundamental promise to care for those who have gone the distance and need at least a minimum of support to help them ease out of life. Politics of the moment may dictate such a course, but, in our true American hearts, we are better than that. I have seen it all along my journey as I photographed senior dogs surrounded by so much love, devotion and respect for life lived long and well. http://lens.blogs.nytimes.com/2011/06/23/across-america-aging-canine-souls/ http://lensculture.com/levine.html

Lulu, 5 yo and 15 yo  Mercer Island, Washington
 
Gussy Sue, 15 yo    Laurel, Montana
Toby, 17 yo    Cody, Wyoming
Breebee, 21 yo  Nuny, 19 yo    Ralston, Wyoming
Abby, 9 yo    Mercer Island, Washington
Champ, 9 yo    Butte County, South Dakota
Carly, 16 yo    Ralston, Wyoming
Bear Dog, 17 yo    Heppner, Oregon
Natasha Marie, 12 years old    Billings, Montana
Cecilia, 12 yo    Baltimore, Maryland
Jake, 16 yo    Higgins, Texas
Rosie, 13 yo    Hileal, Florida
Buttons, 15 yo    Bloomfield, New Jersey  
Amy, 18 yo    Charlotte, North Carolina
Curley, 14 yo    Kanab, Utah
Joey, 9 yo    Hawthorne, New Jersey
Mason, 12 yo  Bailey, 15 yo    Cle Elum, Washington
Wally, 14 yo    Ferrida, Louisiana
Ratzoe, 21 yo    Vashon Island, Washington
Joon, 16 yo    Sandwich, Massachusetts
Cooper, 15 yo    New York City, New York
Springfeather, 17 yo    Kanab, Utah
Lady, 15 yo    Salt Lake City, Utah
Ginger, 12 yo    Devils Tower, Wyoming
Hank, 13 yo    Rattlesnake Lake, Washington
Susie, 12 yo    Fargo, Oklahoma
Suzy, 10 yo    Natches, Mississippi
Meg, 16 yo    Juneau, Alaska
Poopie, 14 yo    New York City, New York
Biscuit, 13 yo    Hulett, Wyoming
Picasso, 17 yo    Charleston, South Carolina
Rocky, 9 yo    Juneau, Alaska