photography scot sothern
A Couple from Venice Beach
It's 1967 and a chick I met a couple of days ago is letting me crash on the floor in the garage apartment she shares with her boyfriend in Venice Beach. The boyfriend tells me we are close to a Black Panther chapter and a few nights ago a couple of...
On Having Nothing Better to Do
When you're young, bored, and have easy access to Seconal, bad things tend to happen.
How to Stage a Felony
In 1979 a guy I knew at a photo agency in LA told me he could market phony crime photos to true-crime magazines, so I invited some of the neighborhood guys over and told them to bring a date and a weapon.
Young Love on Skates
It's 1965 and I'm killing time on a two-lane blacktop in a yellow 1968 Volkswagen Karmann Ghia and I've got ten empty frames on a roll of Kodachrome. A blue neon skate, bright in the night sky, directs me into a roller rink.
