Does no one from clusterflockstock have a photo of Kelsey’s “f-hole tattoo? when we all were swimming? Kelsey, I adore your sensibilities, I don’t have a photo (I was in the pond, floating on a noodle.) You were the personification of this Man Ray photograph. Had it been you in the photo above? Would have made it all the better.
Gorgeous. I should reenact this, what with my tattoo and all. Just need a man.
Shoot, we are a dime a dozen.
Kelsey, should we encourage you? The trouble is I am of an age I could easily be labelled a dirty old man I’m not I promise!
I never really pictured you as old, Phil.
Nor did I. Dirty, though? Possibly.
Phil, by that logic I am also dirty and old, for I have definitely seen yours.
Don’t you play the cello? Wouldn’t you be looking for a man to stand in for the instrument?
Kelsey should take it all trickery so she’s playing herself! So many deconstructed layers of feminist sexual expression therein.
I like Amanda’s idea.
Andrew, I guess we are all as old as we feel. Having said that a minute seems worth more these days than it did!
Sheila, thank you for the compliment.
Kelsey, thank you – self portraits can be an interesting process!
Does no one from clusterflockstock have a photo of Kelsey’s “f-hole tattoo? when we all were swimming? Kelsey, I adore your sensibilities, I don’t have a photo (I was in the pond, floating on a noodle.) You were the personification of this Man Ray photograph. Had it been you in the photo above? Would have made it all the better.
Rick, you are the sweetest. I hope that when, some day, I recreate this image I pull it off as well as you remember me.