Goldin never had any real truck with camera culture the predominantly straight-male world of photography in the sixties and seventies, when dudes stood around talking about apertures and stroking their tripods, in an effort to butch up that sissy job, otherwise known as "making art".
This dude stood up to the scariest of spiders, snakes, lions, tigers and bears -- and of course crocodiles.
A dude stands alone, contemplating if he can see a future with a girl he's known for five minutes.
This dude stood at the back of the main room playing catch with some bowling pins all night long.
Unlike Gustavo's Beethoven Seventh in January at Disney with LA Phil, when The Dude stood back and basked in the fireworks, as if it were just another night at the Hollywood Bowl, St. Clair and the PSO tormented Beethoven until the composer emerged triumphant in a breathtaking race to the finish.
DUDES, which stands for Dudes Understanding Diversity and Ending Stereotypes, is the school's take on a counterintuitive concept: the men's center.
He used to come into the coffee shop from time to time, and when he did all the gray-ponytail dudes would stand up from their seats and pay homage.
And in that group of friends, there are always a couple of dudes who stand out.
Any dude can stand in a crowd with 30 or 40 dudes and everybody real, everybody trill, everybody 'bout that life, everybody gangsta.
The three white guys were dressed like those odd dudes who stood in doorways in the Times Square area, the ones who always seemed to be waiting for someone.
