Sunday, April 13, 2014

Game Two soft ball

To get people to break away for some good old softball is almost impossible. My violinist Robert went back to preparing plants to sell for his boss instead of bringing his boss to play.  Allon, my new `travellor' friend travelled to somewhere else BUT Tim Fuller, Bob Campbell and Eric Kroll came to Ft. Lowell on this past Thursday at 5 pm and though we lost the two baseball diamonds to 6 yr olds and was fine because Tim knew a complex scoring system. ie. a ball past the picther was worth 2 points etc.
Round Robin with each person batting, pitching and fielding. I was brilliant the first round and outscored all others and then my energy disapaded and Tim and Bob battled for title. I think Tim aka Charly Hustle took home the trophy.

my teammates warming up

the opposition

pl note I live at the base of those blue Cezanne mountains

after a brief rest to check the baseball game between Boston (Tim's team) and the Yankees (Bob's team)

the serious competition began with choosing who went to bat first (not who had the bigger bat).

Tim counting his points from the batter's box

Tim counting up my points from the field

note the ball in the air. As the game moed along Bob got stronger as a pitcher, which I like. 

Tim and I had the same upbringing. We grew up competitive. I love to compete and have no problem when Tim beats the pants off me (figuratively).

Of course it doesn't hurt that he is able to play all three positions (hitting, fielding, pitching) at the same time.

NOTE: game three is April 17th. we meet in the Ft. Lowell parking lot at 5 pm. Come as you r. I have the balls, the bat and all the gloves a team will need. Email me. This is for fun and excercise. Women of all ages are welcome.


Bob lking like Bob Feller

Monday, April 7, 2014

"My daughter's friend is upset by a photo that is on your blog. It's of her daughter. She's in a bikini, eating a popiscle. She'd like you to take it down.

I took it down.
 Reminds me of a phone call I got twenty years ago from Ingrid Sishy, then editor of Interview magazine. Glenn O'Brien (an acquaintance) wanted to use a frontal nude photo of me and William , one of Mapplethorpe's well hung Black models, who has since died. He and I are holding hands and below our photo is written "Destroying Myths". Sishy began by saying this wasn't a racist action but the printers refused to print my photo. "Please don't think this has anything to do with racism."
I removed from my blog the photo of my friend's daughter. People are UPTIGHT in this town. I've been banned from a friend's house by his wife ( a friend of 12 years plus) because she feels I broke an unspoken rule not to photograph her daughter. (her daughter is 26 or 27 yrs old). Who needs enemies with friends like this

My first daughter Leah playing in the studio

some adults think certain images are `dirty' or perverse by association. I don't suffer frm that church of restriction or the church of right or wrong or...


Friday, April 4, 2014

Come On Out To The Old Ballgame

I sent out a massive local Tucson email saying "I don't have a life. I can play softball." Three friends showed up and one of the, Allon, I had known less than a week! I heard every excuse from "i don't play sports" I'm cl;osing my business permanently and have to get out of my space."
We four had a grand time and as I always told my girl got to have memories.
Robert Villa played outfield and violin and when up to bat...hit every note.

Bob Campbell played his daughter in New Jersey and she seemed to like what he pitched cross country.

Allon, my new friend, hit one out of the ballpark and ended up in the duck pond, almost hitting a tur-tle.

Allon lives here and there and after the game went there...without saying good-bye. Most be a Canadian thing which he is half of.

This is what my dad looked like when he played softball in East Hampton Long Island in the 1970s. Plimpton would pitch for the Writers and Larry Rivers would hit for the Painters and one time I shot a photo of Eugene McCarthy (must have been his '72 run for Presidential nomination) fielding as ball that I sold to Time magazine. 

Like my dad he and I stunk at softball but liked to play.

Allon follows the flight of my `massive' hit.

Bob Campbell so obviously on the Writer's team.

Allon and Bob warming up in the adobe dugout.

Of course Boston Tim Fuller showed up after the 7th inning, settling on dinner as his activity.


dinner at a Tri Asian restaurant btween the Sheraton and Ihop on the northside of Grant.
my Thai shrimp salad.

Between innings I prepared a butt banana creem (organic) pie but it was left uneaten.

Maybe next time I'll get nine

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

What's Happening

Ampersand Gallery in Portland is showing part of my collection of Arthur photos of hair and showing the movie shown at Exploded View at Micro Cinema in Tucson.

then my friend Steve Diet Goedde sent me a killer vimeo he made at my Tucson house in 2008 of Arcadia. Humm. where was I? asleep or NYC.

Steve is the King of self promotion