Back in 1975 I cut school to take photos of David Bowie as he walked out of Cherokee Recording Studios. I only took a few photos, all in color slides. I borrowed the camera from my brother. The few original slides were sent to my favorite magazines in the US, Europe and Japan. Sadly, there were no means to scan and preserve the slides back then so I never had a a duplicate file and the slides were never rarely returned to me. No one know that in over 30 years that anyone would care about that early morning on Fairfax Ave when teenage me took this photograph. All of the magazines who I worked with are now all long gone, but I remain and so does Bowie. Someone out there has this slide and I am willing to offer a finders fee for its return. I need to make a proper drum scan to insure that this Bowie image is archived for eternity. You know how to reach me.

Interview with me just posted on Live Fast.
At LEADAPRON in West Hollywood in West Hollywood today delivering my new PHOTO BOX!
In 1975 a teenage photographer gets turned down by the publicist for a photo pass, so he follows his dream and takes a chance and waits all night for the icon- Bowie. As the sun rose from the east at 6am the icon emerges from the recording studio with the “Man Who Sold The World “masters. Bowie greets the teenager holding the camera with a “good morning” and a photo is made. Thirty years later we remember those amazing moments. The moral to the story is to always forget the photo pass and make sure you get the real photograph. Photo: Brad Elterman/Factory77. (Taken with Instagram)
Inside my dealer, Kana Manglapus’s Venice gallery today.
I got to meet and photograph Mick Ronson in 1976. This classic was taken at the old Topicana Motel.
My giant Bowie print is part of a group exhibition this evening. It’s a rather large photo of Dave walking down Fairfax in 1975. This evening should be a blast!





