Brad Elterman

Cool photos from the 70's and today!
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.
Photo by Brad Elterman 

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.

Photo by Brad Elterman 

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)

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)