My late sister, the world famous artist, Christine Rosamond, was known round the world for her images of beautiful women. Her fans challenged her to do a portrait of a male. She chose me as her model. In her studio, she and my friend, Brian Purvis, each shot a roll of film while I posed, let my inner self, out. I wanted Christine to capture the true me. On both films there appeared what looks like lightning, fingers of electricity. Christine was freaked, and abandoned the project. I was a follower of Meher Baba at the time, and had studied the Indian religion that told me we were energy and light beings.
I believe these photos were taken in 1974. You can see a large stretched canvas in the background, and, what I believe Mark’s tape machine he made. Christine liked to listen to music while she worked.
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