It’s Classified!

“I could tell you, but then I’d have to kill you.”  A very limited edition of fifty (50) gorgeous 13×19 inch fine art poster prints will be unveiled at the Rock Art Show in Chicago this weekend.  The print is exclusive to the Rock Art Show and is reasonably priced at $75.  The subject must remain a secret or there will be a rush on the prints.  I can tell you this, however.  11×14 inch pigments prints of this photo of Janis Joplin with Big Brother and the Holding Company will also be available, a poignant shot taken late in 1967, in a small park in Marin County, around the time we started Rolling Stone and before Janis and the band had become super stars.  Hope to see y’all there…


Rock the Windy City!


Hello Chicago!

I’m headed to the Windy City next weekend to appear at my friend, Scott Segelbaum’s, “Rock Art Show.”  The collection of art of and by famous rock and rollers is sponsored by WLS-FM, “The Station That Grew Up With You.” You must come see the hundreds of pieces on display, an amazing assemblage of unique, colorful, collectable and affordable rock and roll art.

I’ll be on hand most of the time; be sure to stop by and say hello.  We will have copies for sale of my new book, “The Rolling Stone Years,” which I will gladly autograph for you, as well as two spectacular new prints on display that I’ve never exhibited, this one of a smiling and happy Janis Joplin, the other of Janis with Big Brother & The Holding Company playing outdoors in a small park in Marin County, both from 1967, the year we started Rolling Stone.

See you there!

48 Hours in the City of Angels

Baron in action © Jean Fruth

On Thursday evening I had the honor of speaking at Los Angeles’ Annenberg Space for Photography in conjunction with their current photography exhibit, “Who Shot Rock.” It was an enthusiastic crowd – well, nobody got up and left, so I guess that’s something. Following the Q&A session the Annenberg sold, and I signed, copies of “The Rolling Stone Years” until they were sold out.

Earlier in the day I visited the enormous 24 foot version of my “Multiplex” image which, thanks to Sam Milgrom of the Mr. Musichead Gallery on Sunset Boulevard, had been installed front and center in the Andaz Hotel, also on Sunset Boulevard. The Andaz is the former Continental Hyatt House, temporary home to many classic rockers and beyond…fondly known as the Continental “Riot” House following visits by some of the more rowdy bands. After the speech and book signing, at the suggestion of Daniel Miller of the Duncan Miller Gallery, we dined in downtown LA at Umami Burger where the noise was too loud and the burgers too good.  All in all it was a terrific quick trip to the City of Angels.

Baron in front of a super-sized ‘Multiplex‘ © Jean Fruth

En Route To Photoville

“Flew down the East River and in to the Big Apple at sunset (see the Statue of Liberty?) to continue my 75th birthday celebration, to hang with friends, and to make an appearance on a Photoville panel sponsored by Rock Paper Photo on which I and my pals Julie Grahame, Anna Webber and Ed Baum (of Rock Paper) discussed the complex issues facing music photographers in this day of restrictions and limited access. It was brutally hot; thank goodness Photoville had the presence of mind to erect a “misting tent.” Nevertheless, the discussion was fact filled, was well-received and could have gone on forever. Thanks to those who braved the heat to listen and ask questions.

Photoville itself is a terrific idea, bringing various photographic disciplines together in a creative manner (galleries exhibited their work in overseas shipping containers) in the middle of the relatively new Brooklyn Bridge Park, directly across from the tip of Manhattan and with an eye-level (as opposed to a bird’s eye) view of the Statue of Liberty. Only issue for me personally was the weather; I really don’t do well in high heat and humidity. I would have like to have visited more of the exhibits and will return next year if Photoville itself returns and the weather cooperates. By the way, I was told that later in the day as it cooled off, as the sun began to descend in the west and the lights of the City came on, the Photoville experience changed dramatically into a very magical moment. Wish I could have stayed to experience it…”