I have known Michael Fatali for years. We were, at one time, closely connected because I was in a long time relationship with his father, Vic Fatali.
I recall one incident when I was visiting at Michael’s beautiful home in Page, Arizona. I woke up to music. it was Michael and his father playing and improvising on their guitars, and it was so haunting and beautiful. I will never forget it.
Michael occasionally visited me at my cabin in Willow Basin, Utah, (close to Moab). He visited several times, and he always wore his camping gear and his hiking boots, as he was always ready to hike the surrounding areas and choose spots for his spectacular photos.
I do remember that, at one time, Michael left a young man at my cabin, with a vague promise to return for him shortly. I cannot remember the young man’s name, and to tell the truth, I had forgotten all about him until I started composing this post.
He was a very nice young man, I believe he was a student of photography. He liked to eat, and I enjoyed cooking for him.
But, as time went on, he and I began looking for him to get a way to get out of there. AND…please be aware, because I learned the hard way. There is no way out of Moab, if you are going to Page, Arizona, which is where he wanted to go.
There is no train, there is no bus, it was too hot to hitch hike.The only way out we could find was for him to take a bus to Vegas, then take a bus to Phoenix, then from there, to try to get to Page.
I finally came up with a solution, (which is my habit.) I called Michael Fatali and told him I would drive the young man (nameless still), to Kayenta, Arizona and that we would meet him at Burger King. Michael agreed, he showed up there, and that is what we did.
I do not remember much about the nameless young man, but I do remember that he went out hiking in the beautiful LaSal Mountains every day. I remember he would be gone for hours, and that he wore very nice hiking boots.
Michael is a spectacular photographer, and I am lucky enough to have two of his posters, given to me and mounted, by his father.
I must tell all readers, that Michael Fatali now has a gallery in Park City, Utah. I have not been there, but I am sure it is beautiful. I visited his galleries in Utah and Nevada, and they were very tastefully decorated, yet so beautiful. I sincerely hope that Michael and I can renew our friendship some day.
I have not been able to post a sample of Michael’s spectacular photos here, but they are available for viewing on Wikamedia, and also on Michael’s web site.
Thank you for reading my post.
Janice Kirk Gustafson