Psychedelic, man . . .
I was being influenced by my past today, and so I shot a bunch of photos of the boro concept project . . . . AND, maybe this is how I come up with ideas for whatever I’m working on . . . the issue of Avant Garde with the Bert Stern screen prints of Marilyn Monroe played a huge role in the manipulation of the pics . . . when I was posterizing and ramping contrast, I could smell heavy head-shop incense, and it was like huffing a coke laced joint . . . so I got a pepperoni pizza for dinner and watched some football on the TV while I dropped middle values and continued to ramp contrast . . . I said that before . . . fucking “A” man, florescent magnificence . . . Old School . . . yeh.
the “xipper” boro . . .
. . . you figure this one out . . .
. . . with denim being all faded, ragged and monochromatic . . . you know . . . I had to amp up the photos, mostly because some kid said I reminded him of Willy Wonka . . . you remember those oompa loompas with the baggie white knee-knockers . . . like “bib” overalls with short pant legs, brown shirts and eyebrows like Frida Kahlo
(actually, Frida’s eyebrows weren’t any thicker than Brooke Shields’ brows) . . . and orange face-paint . . . psychedelic, man . . . Willy Wonka . . . OMFG!! . . . that’s like the 5th grade student who asked me what I wanted to be when I grow up . . . I was 53 years old at the time . . . I DO resemble Gene Wilder, sort of . . .
. . . like the guy on the right, only not so freaking PALE . . . I wanted to bite Veruca on the ASS . . . and then dip her in chocolate . . .