Should I Or Shouldn’t I?

Archangel Of The West Village, Wigstock NYC 1994.

I was so lucky to get a full length shot of this celestial creature, Wigstock was so crowded that year, 1994. It took more than 20 clicks before I got one that wasn’t obscured by 200,000 queens in wigs.

Should it be included in my up-coming show “Black And White Nostalgia” at STRUT SF in July? It’s a photographic romp through gay San Francisco from the late 70’s to the late 90’s. Yet this image is from New York City.

Hasn’t every gay man in SF been to our bigger, used to be more expensive sister city at least — a hundred times? I’m leaning towards pairing this vintage moment with dozens more local classic must-sees from the same era.

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“Black And White Nostalgia”

Solo Exhibit by Jim James aka Photojimsf

STRUT SF

470 Castro St.

July 2 through July 27

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Vintage Gay SF

“‘Black And White Nostalgia — Vintage Gay S.F.” is the working title for my upcoming photo exhibit; July 2019 at STRUT SF. Reception on Friday, July 12 from 8pm to 10pm.

Here’s a few teaser images, out of dozens under consideration for this show.

Castro Street Fair, 1990 ish. He was intimidating at first, but was happy to pose. I gave him my card, but never heard from him. A collector mentioned he may have made a few adult films. Anyone know who he is, leave a comment below?

The first ever “Up Your Alley” festival, on Ringold Alley, July 1985. These crazy queens were selling kisses and beer.

Consuela Del Rio, drag mother at the Black Rose, 1984. The Black Rose was a rough and tumble drag bar in the gritty Tenderloin. I felt safe because she took me under her wing, and nobody messed with Consuela.

I came across this historical gem, taken back in 1984. It’s Eric Pendigar, leather master and craftsman, alternative music dj, and a breathtaking example of manliness. This was at the first ever Folsom Street Fair.

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I never expected to be around this long. Pure luck. I’m…

I never expected to be around this long. Pure luck. I’m proud to be a contributing photographer on this intense, difinitive documentary of the “AIDS years”.
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Buena Vista Park SF Sunset Joy Walk

imageThe sky was ablaze at sunset a few days ago, and the weather was unusually warm. So I grabbed a Fosters oil can and a doob, and dashed up there on the 37 Corbett bus just in time to catch this lovely pic with my Samsung Galaxy S4.

imageThis is a view towards the East Bay, taken near the top of the park (it’s on a big hill).

imageWhat I found particularly interesting, was that despite the city’s best efforts, there was still heavy cruising, especially after it got dark.

Now, it wasn’t the cruising I remember from the late seventies. Back then it was common to see a dozen or two hot, porn star quality stud muffins not just cruising, but having full on orgies. Clothes hanging on branches, can of Crisco somewhere near and handy. In broad daylight!

No it wasn’t like the good ole daze, but there were about a dozen, middle aged or older, slightly paunchy to downright obese guys out there prowling around like hungry wolves. Not much action, just cruising. I got rejected four or five times, by even the oldest, fattest, ugliest cretin among them. Guess I should head back to Thailand, where there’s a healthy respect for us aged. paunchy. cretins.

But I’m glad to see stuff still goes on.