pair of aces: robert mapplethorpe & patti smith

I was thinking about all my loved ones in my hometown New York City who are homebound due to the current hurricane sweeping the East Coast. After reading news update after update, I found myself scrolling through the www looking at pictures of the Big Apple and I stumbled across these photos of Patti Smith & Robert Mapplethorpe. 

They remind me of my magical childhood in 1970's NYC, where even as a wee youngster, I too had a few pants suits that I paired with silver and feather necklaces. Mini mapplethorpe at the age of 4. I see a worn tee, blazer and wild child necklace in my near future. You can never go back but you can dig through your storage boxes and break out your feather and leather jewelry.

slim pickens

Style with a bang, not a whimper.

What can we say? Slim Keith always held her own, combined grace with elegance and could consider amongst bangles and baubles worth their weight in pretty pennies, a shotgun as an accessory. I'm not a fan of violence, but there's something about this picture that captures the hallmark of California style, a true pioneer spirit.

don't just sit there. osculate.

sky rockets in flight. afternoon delight . . .

(and get your minds out of the gutter. osculate means kiss, snog, smooch, plant one on someone, french (if you're frisky). but that's as riské as this post gets, my friends.

shame, shame, shame. (wink)

r.i.p prabuddha dasgupta

Goodbye legendary Indian photographer, Prabuddha Dasgupta. Your haunting images, either saturated in bold hued pigments or cast black and white conrasted textures, will be sadly missed.

“We are in the realm of dreams and memories—­exactly whose is never clear.”
-Geoff Dyer, on Dasgupta's work in The Paris Review, issue 200, Spring 2012