

In honor of the Bard’s B’Day, presenting the Beatles performing what looks to be a hybrid of A Midsummer’s Night Dream and Romeo and Juliet. Pure joy: John in a dress and Pippi Longstocking pigtails, Paul, the boyish lover hogging the camera and stealing scenes, Ringo as a lion/ass and George as The Man in the Moon. This is obviously a live performance, one that would be impossible to perform today. Look at the close proximity of the audience. Their voices are a little garbled, but the boys are bawdy, charming and hilarious. The skit seems sadly innocent somehow. Shakespeare would have loved them. I know I did and still do. Adieu to a sweeter time when rock and roll could mix it up with Shakespeare and make us feel like we were part of the magic and that the magic was part of us. Like Beatlemania, we didn’t feel as if we were mere spectators but participators in the spirit of the age. Shakespeare meets The Beatles. What could be more sublimely fun!

In Belfast - a sculpture of a young Clive Staples Lewis, before he entered the wardrobe and met the Lion. Even after all these years, the image of the open wardrobe door, still thrills and ignites my imagination with wonder and an inkling of hope of what life might be like if we lived without fear of the unknown.
“I went to Glassboro State Teacher’s College in New Jersey, which was about all I could afford because I put myself through school.” -
— Patti Smith

Patti Smith photographed by Norman Seeff, NYC 1969
A vulnerable, distant Patti, not yet present with her destiny. Great shot.
Patti Smith Gloria (by lebleufleur)
GLORIA -the quintessential version by Patti Smith. Sorry, Van. Don’t you agree?