Gravesite Photo Shoot

In 1976 Jim published the final edition of White Arms Magazine devoted completely to me. It was called the B-Centennial Issue.

We decided it needed some photos featuring gravesite drama so I packed up a bunch of friends and we headed to this fabulous cemetery in Oakland. An afternoon of bereavement hilarity followed.

Grandmother used to take me to antique auctions when I was a kid and at one there was this beautiful 19th Century silk crepe widow’s veil. I asked her to buy it for me because it reminded me of the assassination. During the photo shoot I held it in place with a black beret–just like Jackie.

Staggering grief

Leading the national mourning

I received special catechism. My priest was from an obscure Orthodox Catholic sect.

Crippling grief

Channelling Liz in Butterfield 8

Preparing to receive his holiness

Although a tear may be ever so near

I thought we ordered the carrera

Yet another vision for Father. I looked forward to the laying on of hands.

As if at Blow Buddies

I KNOW we ordered the carrera

Sometimes he took things too seriously

Getting cranky as the tranquilizers wore off

Checking they spelled it right

The life instinct keeps us going.

Hailing a cab. Shoot over.

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The Jackie Obsession

• The Metropolitan Museum of Jackie
• Life in the Pink Suit
• Winning Streak
• Life of Outrage, Life of Beauty
• Life, Afterlife and Lowlife
• Feliz dia veinteidios de Noviembre!
• High Jackie
• Low Jackie
• Clearing the Cobwebs
• Eviction Countdown Day 6
• Jackie’s Tears