When I get in to work there’s a silver-haired guy standing in the far corner of the Mezzanine. Another guy trains a camera on him as he talks and gesticulates and looks really important.
“Who’s the star?” I ask.
“Some guy from The Police,” someone says. It’s Steward Copeland, I realize, and I spend the next hour working diligently within the camera’s field of view as he strolls around the mezz and tells stories into the lens. As I’ve said before, there aren’t many people who make me star struck, but Mr. Copeland just joined their ranks.
(Excellent photo by Jodi.)