LJP: a brief history
Greenwich Village: street kid, sensitive ass-kicker.
Patient zero CBGB’s: poetry readings; music; co-founder/writer/photographer New York Rocker; personal assistant to couturier Charles James.
Underground actress: from La Mama E.T.C. as The World’s Most Perfect Teenager to The Truck and Warehouse Theater as The Innocent Raped by The System.
Actress gone Hollywood: First film, The Great Santini. [First TV movie, Kiss Meets The Phantom Of The Park. Then lots of other stuff: gangster moll, roadtrip showtune-singer, wise-cracking detective, evil cheerleader, gal pal; mother of demon child, etc. Not your average filmography.]
Turned 40 (#metoo): Uncomfortable with high visibility, and lacking party crasher gene, retrenched to words, pictures, visual essays. Founding editor/art director, Los Angeles Review of Books. Journalism/photography/art/fiction: Mojo, Uncut, The Pitchfork Review, Los Angeles Times, Fortean Times, Journal of Popular Music Studies; Bomb; Eclectica, etc. Project Manager/Curator: Los Angeles Loteria, Aardvark Letterpress.
Currently: working on autobio about growing up Boho in the USA between the Beat and Blank Generations; exploiting my own story and photo archive in books, magazines and on panels; author/portrait photography, editing words and pictures for private clients; Greenwich Village booster. I miss my dead friends. Dogs before cats. Cake before pie. Prog Bitch.
Photo of LJP by Alex Currie