At times it’s easy to forget that David Bowie is not, in fact, a lean, extraterrestrial rock god sent down to bless us mortals with the gift of glam. Not so, one assumes, for Mick Rock, who bore more intimate witness to Bowie the Man than perhaps any other living lensman. From 1972 to 1973, while Bowie was in the throes of the glittering, feline Ziggy Stardust persona, Rock served as his official photographer. That period is now the subject of Taschen’s new epic coffee-table book, Mick Rock: Shooting for Stardust, The Rise of David Bowie & Co., coming out later this month, along with an accompanying show at the publisher’s Los Angeles gallery on September 9.
Rock regularly shot the Holy Trinity (David, Lou, and Iggy), but the book’s most compelling images are of the boy from Brixton off-duty, many of them never before seen—David doing his makeup before a gig, reclining on the tour bus, even sleeping. The vulnerability of the pictures shed a new light on music’s greatest chameleon, a man for whom iconic images are the norm. We recently caught up with the photographer, who got candid about his first encounter with David, life on the road, and Bowie’s vision of “a rock ’n’ roll in flaming Technicolor.”
Click here to read the interview ( http://www.vogue.com/13331531/mick-rock-rise-of-david-bowie-taschen/ )
It is with the heaviest of hearts that we share our beloved psychedelic renegade Mick Rock has made the Jungian journey to the other side. Those who had the pleasure of existing in his orbit, know that Mick was always so much more than ’The Man Who Shot The 70s.’ He was a photographic poet — a true force of nature who spent his days doing exactly what he loved, always in his own delightfully outrageous way.
The stars seemed to effortlessly align for Mick when he was behind the camera; feeding off of the unique charisma of his subjects electrified and energized him. His intent always intense. His focus always total. A man fascinated with image, he absorbed visual beings through his lens and immersed himself in their art, thus creating some of the most magnificent photographs rock music has ever seen. To know Mick was to love him. He was a mythical creature; the likes of which we shall never experience again.
Let us not mourn the loss, but instead, celebrate the fabulous life and extraordinary career of Michael David Rock. While you do so in your own way, we must ask that the privacy of his nearest and dearest be respected at this time. Therefore, there will be no further comments.
Photo: Nathalie Rock