Hollywood Rock Concert Audience • 1969picking my friend Sharon Le Fevre from a crowdwhile turning my back to paid work on the stage

Hollywood Rock Concert Audience • 1969
picking my friend Sharon Le Fevre from a crowd
while turning my back to paid work on the stage

Happy Cinco De Mayo!

Happy Cinco De Mayo!

Malibu, 1967
Concert on the beach

Malibu, 1967

Concert on the beach

COMING — West Hollywood, California • 1968
When the sign was finishedthe second line read:"Ike & Tina Turner Revue"

COMING — West Hollywood, California • 1968

When the sign was finished
the second line read:
"Ike & Tina Turner Revue"

Reflections On the Road • 1960s
As those of you who follow me know by now,photographing reflexions is a major component of my work.
Reflections are a vehicle for a 2D medium, photographyto express a 3D experience, life.

Reflections On the Road • 1960s

As those of you who follow me know by now,
photographing reflexions is a major component of my work.

Reflections are a vehicle for a 2D medium, photography
to express a 3D experience, life.

Diane Karasik — Artist • 1964Seal Beach, California  USA
There are some loves one never forgetsNo one ever stopped loving Diane
Years after we made this photograph I wrote:
My Last Poem for Diane • 1966
I carry the NO that you gave mein the palm of my handLike the empty weight of summer windkissing the spray on Mexican waters
… without touch.
 written during a break…while photographing a recording sessionSunset Sound Recorders, Hollywood, California
fyi: That was not the last poem…jt

Diane Karasik — Artist • 1964
Seal Beach, California  USA

There are some loves one never forgets
No one ever stopped loving Diane

Years after we made this photograph I wrote:

My Last Poem for Diane • 1966

I carry the NO that you gave me
in the palm of my hand
Like the empty weight of summer wind
kissing the spray on Mexican waters

… without touch.

 written during a break…
while photographing a recording session
Sunset Sound Recorders, Hollywood, California

fyi: That was not the last poem…jt

Woman Walking Past Kosher ButcherVenice Beach, California • 1963
Like Greenwich Village & North Beach, Venice Beach was widely known as a home for Beatniks because we had one Coffee House, the “Venice West Café,” owned by an actual unapologetic communist (a rare bird in America at the time) and because we hung out inter-racially, smoked reefer and played conga drums all night while dancing in the sand.
We had two or three known poets Stuart Perkoff, who was very intense & Black albino Maurice Lacy who was elegantly musical.  The voice and rhythms led by Tamboo, (aka Curtis Smith) echoed often throughout the night.  Boo was the best entertainer I’ve ever known — I saw him get a group of old Chinese people to stand up, clap, sing & sway along with him on a Muni bus — I said that when, 45 years later, I spoke at his funeral.
We also had Clair Horner who drank buttermilk and wrote and sold  books of scornful epigrams in the coffee house and in the restaurants in town; I remember Clair for coining the phrase “beat-end weaknik.”
But, in truth most of the denizens of Venice Beach were nameless students like my roommate Gunner, our neighbor Jim Morrison and me, who ate 35¢ pork chops at Olivia’s where she had a sign over a basket of hard-boiled eggs that read: “Boneless Chicken Dinner 10¢.”
Still by numerical count the greatest percentage of the neighborhood’s denizens were old Jews, many of whom were survivors of the camps.  Looking back at my photographs, it appears that I found their lives more interesting than those of my contemporaries, at least when it came time to make photographs.

Woman Walking Past Kosher Butcher
Venice Beach, California • 1963

Like Greenwich Village & North Beach, Venice Beach was widely known as a home for Beatniks because we had one Coffee House, the “Venice West Café,” owned by an actual unapologetic communist (a rare bird in America at the time) and because we hung out inter-racially, smoked reefer and played conga drums all night while dancing in the sand.

We had two or three known poets Stuart Perkoff, who was very intense & Black albino Maurice Lacy who was elegantly musical.  The voice and rhythms led by Tamboo, (aka Curtis Smith) echoed often throughout the night.  Boo was the best entertainer I’ve ever known — I saw him get a group of old Chinese people to stand up, clap, sing & sway along with him on a Muni bus — I said that when, 45 years later, I spoke at his funeral.

We also had Clair Horner who drank buttermilk and wrote and sold  books of scornful epigrams in the coffee house and in the restaurants in town; I remember Clair for coining the phrase “beat-end weaknik.”

But, in truth most of the denizens of Venice Beach were nameless students like my roommate Gunner, our neighbor Jim Morrison and me, who ate 35¢ pork chops at Olivia’s where she had a sign over a basket of hard-boiled eggs that read: “Boneless Chicken Dinner 10¢.”

Still by numerical count the greatest percentage of the neighborhood’s denizens were old Jews, many of whom were survivors of the camps.  Looking back at my photographs, it appears that I found their lives more interesting than those of my contemporaries, at least when it came time to make photographs.

Sinaloa, Mexico • 1965 — Woodie Wagon Stripped of Wood

Sinaloa, Mexico • 1965 — Woodie Wagon Stripped of Wood

"Minus One" Coffee House, Gallery & ForumTucson Arizona • 1964Hardy R. “Duke” Grant, sculptor, proprietor 

Contemporary headliners included:Reverend Gary Davis, Buffy St. Marie & Pat Sky

"Minus One" Coffee House, Gallery & Forum
Tucson Arizona • 1964
Hardy R. “Duke” Grant, sculptor, proprietor 

Contemporary headliners included:
Reverend Gary Davis, Buffy St. Marie & Pat Sky

Aftermath of a Truck Accident on Highway 15
Consecuencias de un accidente de camión en la Carretera 15
Jalisco, México • c. 1964

Aftermath of a Truck Accident on Highway 15

Consecuencias de un accidente de camión en la Carretera 15

Jalisco, México • c. 1964

"Poetry is the Heart at Liberty"
San Francisco • c. 1969

"Poetry is the Heart at Liberty"

San Francisco • c. 1969

Another “Sunday Morning Comin’ Down” photograph• c. 1969

On my way to listen to Sunday morning Jazz
at Jack’s on Sutter Street.
Walking up Filmore Street in San Francisco
surprised to see kids playing on the sidewalk
and men sweeping the street at dawn.

Another “Sunday Morning Comin’ Down” photograph• c. 1969

On my way to listen to Sunday morning Jazz

at Jack’s on Sutter Street.

Walking up Filmore Street in San Francisco

surprised to see kids playing on the sidewalk

and men sweeping the street at dawn.

Airport • c.1968 USA
If anybody recognizes this airport,  I’d love to know

Airport • c.1968 USA

If anybody recognizes this airport,  I’d love to know

Haight Street • Autumn — After the “Summer of Love” 1968

Haight Street • Autumn — After the “Summer of Love” 1968

Los Angeles — Watts, California • c.1965
The Faces of Defacto Segregation in a Southern California School

Los Angeles — Watts, California • c.1965

The Faces of Defacto Segregation in a Southern California School