Ross by the reflecting pool and collonades of the Palace of Fine Arts in San Francisco. The very place where my bodybuilder uncle posed nude among the collonades for a photographer in the early morning hours of a quiet Sunday ! Off came his robe, flip flops and shorts, and he was ready to pose au naturel for the camera.:) -Rj
Sad to say, no. When my uncle passed away relatives threw away all of his personal effects. Then they sold his furniture, before finally selling his house. -Rj
Ross by the reflecting pool and collonades of the Palace of Fine Arts in San Francisco.
ReplyDeleteThe very place where my bodybuilder uncle posed nude among the collonades for a photographer in the early morning hours of a quiet Sunday ! Off came his robe, flip flops and shorts, and he was ready to pose au naturel for the camera.:)
-Rj
Your uncle sounds fascinating, Rj — do any of his photos from this period survive?
DeleteSad to say, no. When my uncle passed away relatives threw away all of his personal effects. Then they sold his furniture, before finally selling his house.
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That cycle is a familiar (and a sad) one.
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