John Dominis

A tribute to the late, great Life photographer

John Dominis passed away peacefully on December 30, 2013. By his side was his partner of more than three decades, artist Evelyn Floret. The renowned photo-journalist passed away at their home following complications from emergency bypass surgery a year earlier.

This website has been set up by Evelyn Floret, at the suggestion of Mike Maple. It is here so that his friends and admirers can sign his guestbook and share their memories of this extraordinary man. He may be remembered through his prolific work, which may be found through the links on the His Work and Obituaries page(s).

Please use the Guestbook  section below to share your thoughts/post comments about John. The notes posted here prior to his passing were most meaningful to him and those posted now are meaningful to those who were close to him.


John was a great inspiration to many in the creative community. If you count yourself among them and care to share a link to your website, John would be proud to offer a link to it from this site. Photos may be manually added in your guestbook message by the administrator, if you would please send them as email attachments to Evelyn at Please also use that email address, should you have any other problem pertaining to this website.

Thank you for your support.

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Beth Ditson wrote on May 22, 2017 at 5:55 pm
Wed, 6 February 2013 15:55:16 +0000

Hi John,
I hope you're feeling better and that this story brightens your day. I am the girl watching the baby calf in the Woodstock photograph that you took. I was waiting for a friend who was looking down the 'Groovy Way' and other paths who eventually came back with info about the soup kitchen... then we went for something to eat. Getting there was crazy. I was 16 and didn't have permission from my parents to go. I told my mom that I was going to a friend's house in Baltimore (I lived in New Jersey). She came to pick me up and my step-dad said that he wanted me to call collect from Baltimore when I got there, so we drove to Baltimore to make my phone call. We also picked up a friend of her's who had received his draft notice and decided to dodge the draft. As the FBI came through his front door, he was climbing out the window, ran off and was wandering the streets. We spotted him wandering around, picked him up, drove back to New Jersey to collect another friend and off we went to Woodstock. We took a wrong turn and ended up at Harley Hinkle's farm. From there we just followed our noses and managed to avoid the 10 mile tail-back when the back road we had stumbled across led us up to the campsites! What luck! The photo when in Time Life had a Canned Heat quote attached, "Goin' up the country, girl do you want to go?" Iconic at last! Again, I wish you a speedy recovery. Best wishes, Beth
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