Ingratitude! thou marble-hearted fiend...

“Ingratitude is treason to mankind.” James Thomson


Wednesday 5 January 2011

Being yourself.

I've just had the really odd experience of seeing my memories in a stranger's photos online. Isn't Flickr weird? You Google a random phrase and up pops someone's completely unprotected personal photo album for everyone to see.

I'm not sure this is of any interest to anyone but me, so I won't link to them (well, not more than one or two) because it's just weird, isn't it? What's the protocol for using someone's personal photos for your own vain benefit? (I actually pored over some of these pictures in close-up mode to see if I was in any. I'm still not sure. Freaky.)

What was of interest to me were snaps of a marvellously filthy club I frequented when I was younger and tireless in my pursuit of drink and squalid amusement in the wee small hours, where the crowd and the evening were corralled, agitated, thrilled, provoked and exploited like so many circus animals by the peerless siren of individuality, Mx Justin Vivian Bond.

I've never been very confident about being myself, but there are some inspiring individuals who execute the maneuver beautifully.


Elegant, awkward, crude, glamorous, funny, thoughtful and poignant, glib and profound in equal measures, Justin exudes a compelling aura of strength and vulnerability. 


Justin is welcome at my table any time (though a phone call beforehand would be helpful).

(More thoughtful and comprehensive posts here and here.)

2 comments:

  1. Thanks for linking my posts on Justin Bond. Too bad we did not find ourselves in the Foxy pictures, but I am sure there are hundreds of others out there in cyberspace, so we just have to keep looking before we find our selves immortalized during our days of hedonsitic abandon.

    xoxo

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  2. It was an age before phones with cameras! Largely lost to posterity!

    I keep telling you, I think I *may be* in that picture... But I make stuff up, so maybe not.

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