Babes of the World
I was looking at the slides I took of women overseas, and I noticed they all looked somewhat similar. I couldn’t quite place it, I think maybe I was interested in hairstyles or something…
Spanish Monastery
We Went to visit a Spanish Monastery on my Birthday in North Miami. This was part of the Monastery of St. Bernard de Clairvaux built in Spain around 1133. William Randolph Hearst purchased the Cloisters and out buildings in 1925, and had them dismantled and brought to the U.S. The structures were packed in some 11,000 wooden crates, packed in hay and shipped over. There was a hoof and mouth outbreak in Spain about that time, so the Department of Agriculture had the crates broke open upon its arrival and burned all the hay for fear it would carry the disease. It was about this time that Hearst ran into his financial problems, and the unassembled stones sat in New York for over 25 years. It was eventually bought and moved to Miami in the early 60’s. This was a great little place to stroll around and take some nice pictures.
Sunrise Miami Oct 14th
Sunrise Oct 14th, three days until my birthday, even the heavens are celebrating early!
Brooklyn Jack
Karachi, Pakistan January 1976.
Pictured, Brooklyn Jack. He was our “guide” in Karachi. With a horse drawn carriage driven by his son, he took us around the city looking for whatever it was we desired. Always in a constant state of confrontation with Dan Petrous, my buddy from Detroit, he would say “Take it easy greasy, you got a long way to slide”.
Talk to anyone who has ever visited Karachi, and ask them what comes to mind first. Flies. Everywhere we went, thousands of them. Look closely at this picture. Everything is covered in flies. Not just food, everything. Whenever I think of Karachi, I think of flies, and Brooklyn Jack.
Guitar Man in the Mirror
Donny taught me to play guitar in the Navy.
He was left handed and so was I, so I could use his guitar to learn.
Note the pick guard, he bought a right handed guitar, then restrung it upside down.
We couldn’t afford no custom made left handed guitars in those days.
How to Catch a Helicopter
Position yourself directly under the helicopter.
Feet slightly apart, hold your hand out, palms up.
There, your ready to catch your first Helicopter.
African Safari
Kenya, Africa. 1976
My buddy Bob informs me, that tomorrow at 7:00 am,
there is a safari leaving. This is a once in a lifetime chance to
go on an actual African safari. So I could go out the night before, and party with
the guys, drinking and carousing, chasing women, in a shallow display
of man at his worst, or I could stay in, and partake the next morning in
an experience shared by the likes of Livingston and Stanley. It was really
no decision at all.
So here is a picture of the safari, taken by my buddy Bob.
I don’t have any pictures of my night of drinking and carousing.
What can I say?
Miami Night Zoom
I sat my camera on the balcony railing, and as I took
the shot, I zoomed in. It made for an interesting effect of motion.
Sunset Miami 9-11
This is actually looking East, but the sun was setting in the west
and the light was reflecting off the top of the clouds.
Pagoda Painter
Kaohsiung, Taiwan – December 1974
In the park, this man was doing a water color painting of a pagoda.
I asked him how long he had been painting, and he said,
“美国水手长的时间愚蠢的人”
Which I thought was interesting….
Is that a snake your holding, or are you just happy to see me?
Karachi Pakistan, January 1976. The guy lets me hold his cobra after the whole playing the flute gig. I was holding it right behind the head. Then I moved my hand further down and held it up for a bud to take a picture. The cobra flared its hood and started swaying back and forth wildly. The guy with the flute freaks out, and grabs the cobra right away. I guess the darn thing is still highly venomous, and he did not expect some hair brain sailor to to let it have it’s way. It happened so fast, my bud with my camera didn’t even snap the picture. See, it was hard to get good help, even then.
Up Close and Personal
Karachi, Pakistan – January 1976
Everywhere we went, there were snake charmers. In this photo, a young kid, probably 17, was playing a hand made flute to charm a cobra. He let me hold the snake to take some pictures, next, I will post the picture with the story of what happened then.
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