by Daddy X
Presenting yours truly as an overly optimistic stunt man circa 1965. That’s determination. Before me ran a steep flight of about 25 stairs. Funny what flights of fancy seem like great ideas when certain drugs are involved. Somebody must have talked me down before I took the dive.
The helmet from above pic, painted by a late friend:
50’s punk: 9th grade class pic complete with pimples. Circa 1959
70’s pimp. … Hey! — it’s a look!
“Bill the Cat”. A special night for sure! Remember “Bloom County,” by Berk Breathed? Had this face in the center of our rotary phone dial for years.
As dirty old man. Not a big stretch. Momma X in tow. She’s a saint.
After I goosed her:
As Castro- I did the dictators for a while.