Fish Tosser.

It was the Pirate Parade. I grabbed my drum and camera, but by the time I got on the street they were gone. I tracked them down by following the cop cars, that were beginning to gather, and slipped in among the pirates for a trek along the East River Park, and then Back to the streets of the Lower East Side.

I left this crew around Rivington and Clinton when the cops were starting to get antsy, showing off their plastic handcuffs. So I’m not sure how it all ended up. I passed by Tompkins Square Park a bit later and it was emptied-out and closed-up, with cop cars all around.

Though I took many photos during the parade, I think the memory card in my camera was not seated correctly, and none were recorded. Arrgh! More photos and a report on nyc.indymedia.org

"The Doll Games: A ground-breaking series of theatrical performances by Shelley and Pamela Jackson that took place in a private home in Berkeley, California in the first half of the 1970′s."

"In the project we are archeologists, voyeurs, utopians of doll games. Sometimes we’re embarrassed. The doll games are inaccessible in a lot of ways—fundamentally baffling, no matter how much we scour our memories and pore over the doll box—but it still seems possible, as we assemble the fragments, that we might be able to recover them somehow or even bring them to some new life. We’re curious what that new life would be."- Pamela Jackson

"This was a multiple, theatrical sense of identity, surviving head-swapping and sex changes. In these prosthetic selves we could be braver and cleverer than we really were, but also stupider, crueler, and more shameless." – Shelley Jackson

Fascinating in-depth tongue-in-cheek scholarly look back at the fantasy life of these two sisters playing with their dolls. With extensive creepy photos of these often mutilated and anatomically modified dolls. – Via Linkfilter