A few days ago, I switched to the films of Crawford Barton. Crawford (didn’t he have a nickname?) grew up in Georgia and moved to California in the 1960s. Instead of Hal’s domestic bent, Crawford had a decidedly artistic orientation and, living in a less repressive time, found greater expression of his sexuality in film. In fact, here’s a still from the very first reel I scanned.
Later, Crawford wanders into the shot and you should see his hair! Nearly down to his butt! He was what they called a “hair fairy” back in the day. A few random samples of what I’ve done so far:
Atlanta peace march, 1970
“Love-in” at Elysian Park (Los Angeles), Easter Sunday, 1967
Renaissance Pleasure Faire, Agoura Hills, 1967
Mystery man (lover?), Afternoon of a Person, n.d.