In his memory, I wrote a remembrance on my own blog, The Real Key West. Below are some pictures that I have received from others for your nostalgic enjoyment. And for an encore, you've read the blogs, you've seen the photos, now watch the movie.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Remembering Outrageous
Today would have seen Captain Outrageous turn 71 years old. A legend in his own mind (as I often told him) and a man who made friends with hundreds of people from near (Key West) and far, as a legendary figure in the history of this place. His name lives on alongside such luminaries as Captain Tony, Buco Pantelis, Whistling Tom, Love 22, and others who helped to define the late 20th century here.
In his memory, I wrote a remembrance on my own blog, The Real Key West. Below are some pictures that I have received from others for your nostalgic enjoyment. And for an encore, you've read the blogs, you've seen the photos, now watch the movie.
In his memory, I wrote a remembrance on my own blog, The Real Key West. Below are some pictures that I have received from others for your nostalgic enjoyment. And for an encore, you've read the blogs, you've seen the photos, now watch the movie.
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Dearest Captain,
On this birthday and after much writing and rambling, which thanks to technology got deleted and went out into heaven I hope, I send another note.
I remember the shirt on the last picture, and it brings back your smell, a scent of smokey cocktail comfort. It must have been in the afternoon, when the light casts pinks into the cooling day, a time after painting was good, when the light was only good for sitting side by side watching the stories of the bars go by.
Thanks for visiting now and then. Both from beyond and through those who loved you so. Your greatest give to me, as we both knew when we met in the last straw so many years ago, is the knowledge of life after death. Through you, I know, you are still there.
I just heard from Judy, who is so sad about having to sell the scooter you painted for her. She's trading in in for some $$$ and some ashes. I told her you would be happy, and that you would have been happy to get it back if at a good price to recycle and renew the art that was placed so methodically so long ago.
"Staying in Stroke" I learned that too, from you, the importance of staying in stroke, and now as I face 44 -- a number I know you would have liked -- I feel the necessity of staying in rythym. 44... 20 years after we married. I am getting old and cold.
But, those times in Key West, when we shared a love of people in character, I will always keep placed firmly in my heart. WE loved the stories, didn't we? I can feel my eyes meeting yours even today.
Thanks for being as nice as you could be to me, PB&J, Jar, Jigsaw, Quixote, Brazil, Clawed, Clawed II, Marmelade, Blondie, Red, Paws, and Momma Kitty. It was a great ride. I wish I could just jump on my bike, swing down Carolyn, see you sitting on your porch, or if it was empty, do a u-bee and head down to some bar, where I knew your living room comfort had been set up, and you played pool softly across the smokey room. Cheers my love. I learned a lot from you. I grew up with you. Love Jennifer
Very moving Jennifer. Thanks for sharing it with us.
hey bob,
rob o'neal here. very cool blog. i found it while googling images of mine. if it's not too much trouble, can you please credit me for the last four photos on the main page and any others that were used? i'm very proud of my collection of images of that truly one-of-a-kind individual.
yep, captain norman outrageous taylor is well-represented in my body of work, and each of the many times i photographed him, he was, well, unforgettable. in fact, the good captain was my first assignment on my first day flying solo as a photog for the citizen. it was a hot afternoon in 1997 when he was living on grinnell, down from what was che che's bar. we shot him through a pane of clear glass, then he signed it with a sharpie so it read right. then, i flipped the negative (yes, actual film). being the very early days, i was blown away when i saw the photo, nice and big, on the front page and above the fold. holy cow! i was geeked. as i drove downtown, i scanned every citizen box and got wound up after seeing each one.
damn, i miss that guy.
hope to see you guys somewhere:)
rob o
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