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Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts

14 April 2015

dude looks like a lady








     The gender bender blunder leaves some queasy of the mere mention of the query- when why was Tootsie so well received? 
     Was is the over the top cult fantantism of Rocky Horror Picture show and Tim Curry's portrayal of our beloved Dr. Frankenfurter, done in such a theatrical way, that we were able to avoid the issue of sex, he, or she all together?
    And why the hot button topic now when I mention the nuance of a thought to one of my dearly respected, careful I know where I stand photographers...
    The idea of shooting one of our in the spotlight starlets... And specifically my desire to shoot an artist... The most omnipotent dictatorial chauvinistic womanising males... Cross dressed as women.. And shot artfully, authentically and beautifully... 
    An artist to "earn" such a title, as the womanising egotistical "asshole" so to speak... To take them out of their comfort zone of the bullshit facade they have created, and get them into that vulnerable state- and shoot them.... That's when a piece of art is truly made. With authenticity, and vulnerability. Both difficult to obtain, but when achieved... That's when we all hold our breaths- and become speechless... Xo   


06 June 2014

blah blah dada

"That's complete nonsense!"

 well good... 

     Dadaism came sweeping in (rumored as a spark from Switzerland), prizing nonsense, irrationality and intuition as a response to the glum tales of WWI in the early 20th century.
     We were just beginning to start the idea of "out of the box", trepidatiously and cautiously of course, slapping a sticker of "avant-Garde" to calm our uncomfortable  un-conformity. 
      The groundwork that Marcel Duchamp and (my absolute hero) Alejandro Jodorovsky had created was a prelude to postmodernism, an influence on pop art, and a foundation for surrealism. 
      Surrealism came sweeping in the early 1920s, with it's defying visual imagery, illogical scenery, and creation of "strange" creatures created from everyday objects. Case in point? Melting clocks of course! 
       The inspiration behind my current project, Dali meets Rothschild's 1973 ball. Oh what a ball indeed! The wildly exciting and elaborate headpieces fed my visually hungry eyes, and with one sweep of Audrey Hepburns head in a birdcage and I was off to the races. 
      My typical overly ambitious self, made a proclamation that I would create these "headpieces" and with my incredibly talented friends egging me on, being elbow deep in paper mâché paste, while blowtorching a plastic flamingo I wondered if I myself was in fact following a completely nonsensical, unreasonable and illogical idea at all? How Dadaist of me... 

     So I kept running... Glue gunning glittered hooker heels talking very seriously to my assistant Alex of how they will be placed upon the head as a headpiece (a nod to Dali's infamous back words shoe hat, as Elisa Schiaparelli brought the image to life as she sat with her own millenary masterpiece). 
     What's next? Secure the location- and gathering in the team! (After I paint my lobster which is now out of the oven a proper shade of chartreuse of course). 





If it seems too weird... It's probably a good idea. Xx