Bon Scott died on this day many years ago now--a marvellous human being, passionate, colourful, funny and a great front man for one of rock's great live bands--still missed--there are moments you just don't forget with some people, and none of them were 'rock and roll' moments with Bon, but human moments of kindness and generosity.
Picasso, in the year I was born. He already had a movement or two under his belt and was, along with some peers, changing the face of art. I love this picture, it is just alive with creativity and focus--I love the way so many things, in so many media, are gathered around him like a man clad in armour. In a piece he painted in his new studio he put a blank white canvas in the middle of the work--picasso creates out of nothing--and the two partially completed works next to it are a sign perhaps that art conquers the void--this is a man who is fully connected to himself and very very sure of his own power, and definitely of his drivenness. He was about 75 in this photo.