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May 22, 09

TCM: “All Eyes On Sharon Tate”

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sharon in bluesharon in blue

sharon in blue

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sharon & roman - cielo drivesharon & roman - cielo drive

sharon & roman - cielo drive

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Back in 1968, photographer Carl Fischer assembled four amazing writers, Jean Genet, William S. Burroughs, Terry Southern and John Sack, for this Esquire cover shoot. PBS Newshour has the story of just how difficult it was to pull off.

Not far from the hotel we found a quiet street and I climbed up on a mailbox to get a looking-down view of where the figure would be lying. Almost immediately, several arrogantly inquisitive police drove up and, while I lamely muttered something innocuous about photographing this colorful city at night from a perch atop a mail box, and showed them a press pass, the Chicago police, paranoid from a week of damning coverage from journalists, immediately arrested us and we were carted off in a paddy wagon.

via realitystudio.orgBack in 1968, photographer Carl Fischer assembled four amazing writers, Jean Genet, William S. Burroughs, Terry Southern and John Sack, for this Esquire cover shoot. PBS Newshour has the story of just how difficult it was to pull off.

Not far from the hotel we found a quiet street and I climbed up on a mailbox to get a looking-down view of where the figure would be lying. Almost immediately, several arrogantly inquisitive police drove up and, while I lamely muttered something innocuous about photographing this colorful city at night from a perch atop a mail box, and showed them a press pass, the Chicago police, paranoid from a week of damning coverage from journalists, immediately arrested us and we were carted off in a paddy wagon.

via realitystudio.org

Back in 1968, photographer Carl Fischer assembled four amazing writers, Jean Genet, William S. Burroughs, Terry Southern and John Sack, for this Esquire cover shoot. PBS Newshour has the story of just how difficult it was to pull off.

Not far from the hotel we found a quiet street and I climbed up on a mailbox to get a looking-down view of where the figure would be lying. Almost immediately, several arrogantly inquisitive police drove up and, while I lamely muttered something innocuous about photographing this colorful city at night from a perch atop a mail box, and showed them a press pass, the Chicago police, paranoid from a week of damning coverage from journalists, immediately arrested us and we were carted off in a paddy wagon.

via realitystudio.org

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carl fischer (andy warhol & virna lisi)carl fischer (andy warhol & virna lisi)

carl fischer (andy warhol & virna lisi)

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POLAPREMIUM »

claytoncubitt:

(for the Polaroid fetishists out there)
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The Cheese Stands Alone (via jl.incrowd)The Cheese Stands Alone (via jl.incrowd)

The Cheese Stands Alone (via jl.incrowd)

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Gallery of default anonymity: A work in progressGallery of default anonymity: A work in progress
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Doves are glorified pigeons. Ladybugs are glorified beetles.

chuffedlittlemuffin:

subjecttomeg:

I don’t really know where I’m going with this.

Beetles are glorified ants. Ants are glorified nothingness. Nothingness is emptyness. Emptiness is loneliness. Loneliness is cleanliness. Cleanliness is godliness. And God is empty.

Just like you. (not you)

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thedoctr:Mary J. Blige and Elton John - I Guess Thats Why They Call It The Blues

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 When I die, I want people to play my music, go wild and freak out and do anything they want to do.
When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace.
When things get too heavy, just call me helium, the lightest known gas to man.
When we go to play, you flip around and flash around and everything, and then they’re not gonna see nothin’ but what their eyes see. Forget about their ears.
You don’t have to be singing about love all the time in order to give love to the people. You don’t have to keep flashing those words all the time.
You have to forget about what other people say, when you’re supposed to die, or when you’re supposed to be loving. You have to forget about all these things.
You have to give people something to dream on.
- -JIMI HENDRIX
 When I die, I want people to play my music, go wild and freak out and do anything they want to do.
When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace.
When things get too heavy, just call me helium, the lightest known gas to man.
When we go to play, you flip around and flash around and everything, and then they’re not gonna see nothin’ but what their eyes see. Forget about their ears.
You don’t have to be singing about love all the time in order to give love to the people. You don’t have to keep flashing those words all the time.
You have to forget about what other people say, when you’re supposed to die, or when you’re supposed to be loving. You have to forget about all these things.
You have to give people something to dream on.
- -JIMI HENDRIX

  • When I die, I want people to play my music, go wild and freak out and do anything they want to do.
  • When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace.
  • When things get too heavy, just call me helium, the lightest known gas to man.
  • When we go to play, you flip around and flash around and everything, and then they’re not gonna see nothin’ but what their eyes see. Forget about their ears.
  • You don’t have to be singing about love all the time in order to give love to the people. You don’t have to keep flashing those words all the time.
  • You have to forget about what other people say, when you’re supposed to die, or when you’re supposed to be loving. You have to forget about all these things.
  • You have to give people something to dream on.
- -JIMI HENDRIX

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 See, that’s nothing but blues, that’s all I’m singing about. It’s today’s blues.
Sometimes you want to give up the guitar, you’ll hate the guitar. But if you stick with it, you’re gonna be rewarded.
The reflection of the world is blues, that’s where that part of the music is at. Then you got this other kind of music that’s tryin’ to come around.
The story of life is quicker then the blink of an eye, the story of love is hello, goodbye.
The time I burned my guitar it was like a sacrifice. You sacrifice the things you love. I love my guitar.
To be with the others, you have to have your hair short and wear ties. So we’re trying to make a third world happen, you know what I mean?
We have time, there’s no big rush.
You have to go on and be crazy. Craziness is like heaven.

 See, that’s nothing but blues, that’s all I’m singing about. It’s today’s blues.
Sometimes you want to give up the guitar, you’ll hate the guitar. But if you stick with it, you’re gonna be rewarded.
The reflection of the world is blues, that’s where that part of the music is at. Then you got this other kind of music that’s tryin’ to come around.
The story of life is quicker then the blink of an eye, the story of love is hello, goodbye.
The time I burned my guitar it was like a sacrifice. You sacrifice the things you love. I love my guitar.
To be with the others, you have to have your hair short and wear ties. So we’re trying to make a third world happen, you know what I mean?
We have time, there’s no big rush.
You have to go on and be crazy. Craziness is like heaven.

  • See, that’s nothing but blues, that’s all I’m singing about. It’s today’s blues.
  • Sometimes you want to give up the guitar, you’ll hate the guitar. But if you stick with it, you’re gonna be rewarded.
  • The reflection of the world is blues, that’s where that part of the music is at. Then you got this other kind of music that’s tryin’ to come around.
  • The story of life is quicker then the blink of an eye, the story of love is hello, goodbye.
  • The time I burned my guitar it was like a sacrifice. You sacrifice the things you love. I love my guitar.
  • To be with the others, you have to have your hair short and wear ties. So we’re trying to make a third world happen, you know what I mean?
  • We have time, there’s no big rush.
  • You have to go on and be crazy. Craziness is like heaven.

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