I Want My Spock In Space

It's interesting to see what people do to get to where they are and what they do with it once they get what they want.

I went to Barnes & Noble to peruse through the new periodicals and migrated to the photo and art section of the store. A natural progression dictated by my interests. Glancing through the titles I notice a series of books authored by Leonard Nimoy. Photo books, published and presented before me for purchase. Spock shutters images. He is even referred to as a photographer.



Of course I had to have a look inside. The first book I gander at consisted of all nudes of women pushing 350-500 pounds. Alone, in groups, dancing and mugging it up for Leonard. OK. Whatever moves you.

Book two was about hands. It was entitled "Hands." I guess an attempt at artsy displays of digits. Looked like a chart of sign language poorly lit one sign at a time.

The third piece I eyeballed was called Black and White. Guess what that was. Yep, more nudes painted white with black backgrounds.

I immediately left the store wishing the final frontier was in fact the final frontier. Why do these guys find it necessary to re-invent themselves so people will forget the very thing that brought them to our attention. My Spock is a little more marred and I am a little more blurred.