This is my friend Artie, trying to master the art of the jumping picture. As you can see, his leap owes more to his Broadway background than to Philippe Halsman. We were in Venice to visit Muscle Beach, a stop in my “Essential Los Angeles” tour. That night, after enduring Stacy Keach’s performance in some one-man show in Pasadena that Artie was stage managing, our post-theater dinner was interrupted by a phonecall that took us to a hospital where Artie’s boyfriend was suffering after his back had gone out. We spent the rest of the night between hospital, prescription pickup, ambulance enlisting and other activities I can’t remember. I do remember that we never had dinner. Jump!
He looks Greek.
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