Tuesday, December 27, 2016

Used to Be Thanksgiving was my favorite holiday. first dinner at Gail's then party at Darren and Gary's. That'/s changed. Now its Chrstmas/Hannakah and a party at Bonnie's

If you enlarge this enough one can see me stealing internet outside Sunrise Cafe on Christmas day. I have NO shame.

Marian and Gail and I share the first night of Hannakah.


Marian reads in Hebrew the words for the first night of Hannakah


Gail lights the first night's candle


Gail reads the english while her son, stuck on the wall, listens from LA


Gail serves homemade latkes



this year's first snow on the foothills below where I live


a big man I photographed at the fish market at 5500 south 12th avenue


the large succulent I decorate outside my house. The Home Association doesnt like when I decorate outside my house


Lucien (the son of Crystal and Naim) pretends to sketch Eva at Bonnie's Christmas dinner. 


the lovebirds back from Europe (Al and Hannah)


seriously


Al makes a point. Hannah listens


Naim pontificates while Crystal listens. he mentioned he was tired. last night he and Crystal missed going to bed because one of them put on a Prince album and they danced into the night. Peut etre Lucien had to put himself to bed.


Crystal at the dining table


ok ok I obsess on Crystal if I'm with camera and she is in profile


Thank God she found new sunglasses so she could meld back into the wall (I dont think so)


Steve Romaniello drives us to Maynards for breakfast


We then drove over to my dear friend and recently departed, Avril's house where her parents are staying during their period of grief. They sit below Steve's painting of Avril, his good friend.


Steve and Marta discuss


Marta listens while Daniel makes a point under Rembrandt light.


Daniel


the boys play with their toys beneath a portrait of Avril.


from Sabino Canyon looking towards where I live in the foothills


nature's parking lot




































Friday, December 23, 2016

Twas The Nightmare Before Trump

Life is funny. Dylan says the first will be last and the last will be first. i loved the human being that was Obama. Now the karmic balance brings a President that hires from Exxon. That couples with Putin.
Anyway, these are images I made this past week or so.

a sky island sandwich looking towards the Tucson mountains


Emily announces the Clif Taylor SnowBird concert at the Hotel Congress. He asked that she wear a tuxedo and I happened to have a grandfather's tux I bought at a gypsy swapmeet in Aix En Provence in southern France. Note Mr. Hankey's South Park Christmas poop around her neck.


how many times have I seen Clif Taylor on his knees tuning up. many




Clif sits in with Rock Roll and Remember. he from Nantes, France. she from Tucson. they played some of the best music I have heard in the last ten years. hooray!


President Terry Etherton and director Hannah organzing my collection of photographer Rose Redfield photographs for Etherton Gallery


Marian Marcus and her daughter Gail Marcus Orlen at the Arizona Inn (a place we go regularly)


Gail and I have been rubbing noses for some time now. Dont forget she has a show at Etherton Gallery in March of her fine paintings.


a corner of my living room sliced by sunlite


Hanaa trying on a Christmas dress. I met her last week at Sawyer's happening party.


Hanaa in profile


Hanaa when she arrived and before she was `krollenized' (a term coined to describe sun proofing some of my father's fabric-Boris Kroll Fabrics.


Hanaa accessorized


Emily being languid


Emily with mountain dew


Emily with a heart pinned to the butt ofher tuxedo


Amanda and I meet secretly for graduation present lunch at Gandhi's on Ft. Lowell


matching the clothes tot he food at WELCOME diner


me abnd Larn Poland at Old Peking on Speedway


miniture matadors I bought down on 5500 block of south 12 th avenue


my cabinet on the shelf above my ktichen sink


frightening how beautiful Emily can be


but same goes for my friend Bob Campbell checking the scores at WELCOME diner.

 

the entrance to where I live. maybe the saguaros will protect us
from ourselves























Sunday, December 18, 2016

One Woman walks Out of my Life and another one walks In

I met Emily Grace working in a thrift in midtown. The night we met we went to a `happening' that resembled a `play' party.





It didnt hurt that she lived nearby. less than a week later we spent the day shooting.



I think modelling is in her (near) future.




new to town i had to show her the tree at the Arizona Inn


Venus in furs


leaving the Xavier Mission after mass




El Salvadoran breakfast is on my tour at the Tohuna Chul swap meet




Ms. Grace trying clothes on at my home

we are both `pickers' and she has done well at Buffalo Exchange where she got this dress



and other spots like the swap meet on Dexler. she paid very little for this vintage flight jacket