I may have posted this before (it’s gonna happen), but this is one of my favorite photos. That’s me on the left playing against Andy Vince in 1972. I was a fair chess player, but I almost always lost to Andy.
I may have posted this before (it’s gonna happen), but this is one of my favorite photos. That’s me on the left playing against Andy Vince in 1972. I was a fair chess player, but I almost always lost to Andy.
rakkityed.schmahl
In the mists of time…
B&W was a good choice. It makes the picture look archival, almost like the ones in the Smithsonian daguerreotype collection.
(But my guess was, with all the wild hair, that was Peter.)
el Kib
Mists, indeed … ! Evokes a smoke-filled room (someone with a massive spliff behind the camera, perhaps … ?). But somehow I would never have imagined such barberless antidisestablishmentarians to be chess mates — too “official”. Heckuva image, though, thanks!
Jen
No wonder Matt’s long locks don’t phase you at all. Apples don’t fall far (although lately he’s been as clean cut as Beaver Cleaver.) Did Diane sanction your ’72 scruffiness?