Seem to have got caught up in pictures rather than words. Plenty writing ideas. I write in my head all the time, like life is an unfolding novel. Life is also a collage. Ripping up the old world to stick it back new and the way I like it. Problem is I’m using old 1950’s and 60’s magazines. I’m hardly living in the present, but when nowadays becomes just old enough to be “nostalgia” will anyone look back on theses times with a dazed smile and a rose tinted hue.
Ok, I’m living in the past and here’s the pictorial evidence. All images taken from magazines 1955 to 1961. Enjoy.