I took this before I left for the military, which delighted my female friends, and annoyed the male chauvinists at the newspaper where I was the photographer. Four years later, I came back from Vietnam. I was ignorant of the feminist movement because all our news sources in Vietnam were put out by the military, Armed Forces radio and television, known universally by G.I.s as A-FARTS.
I arrived back in the U.S.A., in time for what's called, "the angry phase" of the feminist movement. After getting spit on a few times by angry women, I kept a low profile until the feminist moment was willing to accept men who meant well even if we often didn't get it completely right. This picture got lots of laughs, and I became one of the few feminist fashion photographers. I developed good working relations with some legendary models who could tell I meant well. I even made good friends with a model who was considered the toughest cookie in the business. We are still close friends, and when people ask me how I met such a gorgeous model, I just say that "I pulled a thorn out of her paw." Causes my model friend a lot of amusement.
|Lens:||80 millimeter |
|Date Taken:||8 Dec 2005 - 2:15 AM|