Linda and Rene
The first time I saw Linda and Rene, they were slam-dancing, arm-in-arm, at a Flipper show. After that, they were hard to miss. I asked if I could make more pictures of them, and Linda invited me over to her mom’s house in sub-suburban Austin. They did their toilette, with Knox gelatine and Budweiser. This summer, almost thirty years later, I traded messages with Lynda. She told me she is meditating and learning about Buddhism, and she wrote, “I’m very well. Happier than I have been in my life.”