My dad, painter Ray Dougherty, during the Bay Area Figurative Movement period, 1959.

Who knew what secret life lurked within the Grandchild of the Week?

Walnut Creek, 1976.

After a dance performance at Cazadero Music Camp, only a little over a year before I became homeless.  I hated myself.

1981.

My best attempt at impersonating a normal teenage girl for my graduation photo from Berkeley High School, 1984.

Myself flanked by Great Uncle Tony Reilly, Golden Gloves Champion of 1939 (pulling the “ape face”), and Grandpa Bill Reilly, writer.

Chicago, 1987.

My father and stepmother lived in Hawaii (Maui and the Big Island) for 20 years.  I lived briefly on the Big Island.  This is where I’d rather be most of the time: basking where the hot springs meet the ocean.

Puna, Big Island, 1993.

Photo by Brad Hamilton. http://www.bradhamiltonphoto.com/

My husband took this in the bedroom of the first apartment I bought, and that’s all I’m going to say!

Brooklyn, 2012.

Before I shaved my head and stopped wearing makeup for quarantine.

Brooklyn, 2019.