Iggy Pop, San Francisco, 1979, by Michael Zagaris. Those pants! Those shoes! That hat!
“As fate would have it I ran into Iggy at the airport one afternoon going to pick up a friend,” says Michael. “I’m walking through the terminal and there was Iggy dressed almost as a court jester and yet in his satirical splendor went unnoticed by the masses, but not by me.
“I was always packing my camera and went over and ended up taking a few shots. Iggy and I spoke a bit while he gave a few playful gestures, vogueing for the camera, though at the same time he appeared to be inhabiting another universe, waiting for his plane back to Los Angeles.”