a visual collective outlet of inspiration
anime meets helmut newton – the cripple sexy psycho. i was never a big fan of john currin, i liked some of his pieces on a purely aesthetic level, but i never got what the work was about and i suppose it didn’t effect me enough to ever bothered to find out. as a decorative piece they can be nice, i mean they will surely match someones couch, some where. but as a whole they seemed stupid and frivolous. the one element that captured my attention for a few days at the start was the fact that he was painting rather traditional subjects/portraits in oil on canvas in a time like this? meaning now! it seemed so lame and out of touch, but then again I liked his retaliation towards the scene. the fad, the press, the marc jacobs obsession, etc made him the bad boy or the hot boy and one couldn’t get away from him. after a series of portraits of his wife, Rachel Feinstein, he moved on to graphic sex scenes of people I could not recognize. made me yawn to be honest! flash to years later, the other night I had dinner with sabrina buell from matthew marks gallery in new york and over the course of our dinner she said something that i liked. she said “currins work was quite so about our time, the excess and the gaudiness… the women in his work didn’t just have breasts they had gaigantic breasts, it was about excess…” ok thats not bad, how could i have missed it. sure enough there are plenty of that in his work but i still dont see the thread through the work. i’m still not convinced of his work but it was a point to consider. by dd
naughty stuff
mistress betony Vernon
ouch! ring. cold.
betony verton wants to teach the world some sexual common sense. ‘‘people are not natural born lovers,’’ she says. ‘‘we learn skills over time, like a painter.’’ vernon, who designs a line of titillating ‘‘jewel tools’’ (read: sex accessories) sold at boutiques like coco de mer, recently opened a store-cum-boudoir in a historic 17th-century building in paris called “paradise-found” and is at work on a book detailing ‘‘the possibilities of pleasure and erotic ceremonies.’’ seems a good agenda but as far as myself, i’m not sure i understand the use of the ring… by pp’
Ali walk with me
lookin’ pretty good to me! pp must know a thing or two – she’s a lovely girl and we enjoyed working with her when we did. ali michaels photographed by paola kudaki. by dd
time for some guy bourdin
it’s a celebration! by kl
kiki de Montresor
while we are on the subject of milo here’s a nice one from Kiki de Montparnasse by dd
why not?
just some high socks and not much else. it’s thursday, why not? by kgb
we all need heroes to look up to: there’s rosa parks, malala yousafzai, pussy riots or ceily myrus
yet another walt disney super-star grows up to be a wanna-be pornstar!
you gotta wonder what really happens there at disney with these kids?
all photographs by terry richardson for candy magazine
who said they wanted a man in uniform?
now that’s adorable! a pussy cat! and what’s that? a native american dream catcher? how thoughtful
and she smokes too? oh my? what a rebel…
ok, we can agree with this one, we approve of underarm hair for men and women.
sorry not that hot. you should see my butt…
oh look a black dong… now “that’s so awesome!“
well, well, well… well done guys! you know what, we don’t really have any problems with subversive imagery. as a matter of fact we generally like ’em. the problem arises when the work is created as a means-to-an-end. when the piece itself is meant to be shocking for no other reason that to say “looky here… i’m so shocking!!!”. and frankly miley cyrus, her music, her life, her appearance, her philosophy (not that she has one) is anything but shocking. she’s your average talent less ding-dong teenager who is desperate for fame and fortune, but with very little to offer or be noticed for (kim kardashian, lady gaga, and the rest of em fit right in line here). what’s disturbing with her (aside from the fact that cyrus is not really that hot) is that, she and say britney spears, had built a following of young girls in their days at disney, and whether they like it or not, they knowingly or unknowingly, are dragging these young directionless girls into this world and anesthetizing them the point were wearing black dong or shoving a baton in your mouth seems just “awesome” and nothing more than that, when in fact they are. i think sinead o’connor, miley’s ex-hero (?), would be quite proud. by xy
