Morning @ Embryo - wearing Icing's Vixen in Sapphire.
Rolling Stone, my favorite magazine, gave 14 pages of its latest issue to a profile of one of my favorite singer-songwriters, Kris Kristofferson who is most famous for such great songs as Me & Bobby McGee and Help Me Make It Through the Night. My favorite, though, has always been Sunday Morning Coming Down. In his article, actor-turned-journalist Ethan Hawke, described how when Johnny Cash was first supposed to sing this song on live TV, censors told him he could not say “wishing I was stoned” but that while on the air, he looked at Kristofferson and sang it the way it was written. That song seemd to fit the mood of my shoot at Embryo where I wore the lovely Vixen dress from Icing. I have to thank Bhaio Shan for sending me the landmark – it’s a lovely place, though “it makes a body feel alone.”
On the Sunday morning sidewalk,
Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
‘Cos there’s something in a Sunday,
Makes a body feel alone.
And there’s nothin’ short of dyin’,
Half as lonesome as the sound,
On the sleepin’ city sidewalks:
Sunday mornin’ comin’ down.
