Monthly Archives: September 2015

Blondes On Bloody Snow

Blondes make the best victims. They’re like virgin snow that shows up the bloody footprints. – Alfred Hitchcock

If Only I Could

If only I could go back in time, it wouldn’t be to see Rome at its might or right all my wrongs. My destination would be wherever Charlotte Rampling was in this photo. Heaven or hell wouldn’t matter to me. She was an angel.

Frank Holliday – Singapore Sex/Art Show

Isn’t all Art about Sex? Go see Frank. He and I tried to vandalize Fiorucci during the 1978 New York Blackout. He’s one of us.

You Bet I Would – Bugis Street – 1960s

Bunny from Bugis Street, Singapore. None of those girls are around anymore, thus neither am I.

Ispahan, Half Of The World

One summer afternoon in Maine I discovered the 19th Century illustrated novel THE ADVENTURES OF HAJJI BABA OF ISPAHAN in my grandmother Edith’s bookshelves. As a ten years old boy I read the book in wonderment. The Persian city of Isapahan sat astride two of the great trade routes of the ancient world and the […]