RIP David Bowie (Mannequin Monday #85)

Planet Earth is blue and there’s nothing I can do.

You never want to wake up to the news that one of your heroes is dead. It leaves you saddened, obviously, but feeling vulnerable and helpless, too.

Then, as you begin to recall the mark they left on you and those around you, feelings of gratitude take over, for those profound contributions and more so, for the countless memories associated with them. A tear waters a smile.

David Bowie was and remains an inspiration to everyone who’s ever felt like an outsider, a misfit, someone from out of this world, showing us that we too could be anything we wanted to be. There was room in this world for us.  He was a master of re-invention who managed to stay contemporary and most of all relevant, no small feat for a pop musician whose career spanned nearly five decades. It’s not an overstatement to describe him as an artist whose genre-bending fusion and innovation changed the world. For the better.

Like most others, I had no idea he was sick. Just a couple days ago I remembered his 69th birthday with a Facebook post on my sister’s page –mainly because it was her birthday, too.

On Christmas Eve I watched his 1977 Peace on Earth/Little Drummer Boy Bing Crosby duet with my girlfriend and a friend who both viewed it for the first time.

And just last night during a drive back home from a quick ski trip, a friend and I talked about how we were looking forward to listening to his new album, released on Friday. I’ll be doing that now, beginning with Lazarus.

The Guardian has an excellent rolling tribute here. I’ll be checking that quite a few times today, too.


In keeping with the Mannequin Monday theme, I found this one, with a tear-like scar streaming down its face and snapped in Istanbul in Spring 2012, apropos. If you’re new to the series, more is here. And Heroes is here.


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