Sadly Bill Jay died earlier this year, but his website lives on. His essays and articles are freely available on it (although you need to observe copyright if you want to publish them), including gems such as Do Not Disturb: Photography, censorship and the Iraq war, and Diane Arbus: A personal snapshot, the latter describing a very strange encounter indeed.

'Diane Arbus noticed my bedraggled look and asked if I would like a jelly. The idea of a cold fruit dessert on such a day was appealing. While she mixed up the contents in a dish, she constantly needled me with remarks like: "Photographers are so boring I can't imagine why you would want to see them", or, "All magazines tell lies and yours is no exception". The jelly prepared, she placed it in front of me on the table and straddled the bench so that her skirt rode up her thighs, revealing a clear view of her panties. She either did not know, or care, and looked at me belligerently. I took a mouthful of the jelly, and thought I would vomit. It was the most foul-tasting stuff I had ever encountered, like a mixture of dishwashing liquid and gravy. Arbus' eyes were on me. By this time I had had enough, both literally and figuratively. I spat out the mouthful and said: "That's the most disgusting stuff and if I have any more I will spew all over your table". I was angry.

'Then Arbus astonished me. She suddenly burst out laughing. And at the end of her outburst, said: "OK. Now we can talk about photography".'