photography of the body

You know when you were a junior in highschool and you have amassed piles of magazine clippings that end up all over the floor, then in a box, then sifted through every few months gleaning the good stuff, putting some of it up on lavendar walls you've had since you were a kid and hated in middleschool and don't mind now because when you come home from college everything else has changed in your room because your mom took down all your ripped out magazine pages and put up giant posters of doll heads?

I just had a moment- that jolt of memory having found an old thing forgotten in a box, but this time it was on the internet.

I wouldn't be surprised if this photograph is in my current box of papers, having made it past multiple organizing/trashing rampages.

Anyway. Now the photograph has a name: Ryan McGinley.

This is complementary to a discussion I was having with photographer friend about the artistic legitimacy of taking pictures of your naked friends. Many things begin with naked friends. Nudity may be at the basis of relation, of truth. Shedding barriers we've created. Getting back to eden. Even if it is fashion photography.

Fashion photography is interesting because of its duality with artificiality and truth. You've got the body in all its honesty, yet its after a selection process, comparison to other bodies, and then usually altered for the final, ideal representation of a human in the name of consumable goods.

We've all recognized that many fashion ads don't even present the product at hand. Just a mood, a way of life, something to be attained and usually the body and the product are unattainable.

All photography is like this. A moment's passed and there is a longing for it that can never be reached and that is the preciousness of photography. Wanting to be there, wanting to have that piece of time, living vicariously through someone elses portrayed existence and someone elses eye. One looks, one looks upon, and we the viewer have this unanswered affection for both of these beings.

The history of a body positioned in time is very evocative to the soul.



Hi Everyone! 

I am getting a studio space together with my friend Georgia April 1st! We need at least two more people and even more if we can. 

If anyone's interested please let me know. 

Until then I'm making massive amounts of collages on my bedroom floor. 

Can't wait to get down with my oil paints again! 


SIMON EVANS: island time

Ever Since I saw the 2005 SECA Awards I have been in love with Simon Evans work. This piece is spectacular and look at the rest of the show. See gallery here

I'm fainting with enthusiasm. It's like filthy weather and longing. 



Virgin Mary illustration (sufi)

Jaina diagram of the primary divisions within the unified cosmos (yantra)

Books I've been into lately:

Sufi: expressions of the mystic quest, Laleh Bakhtiar
Yantra, the Tantric symbol of cosmic unity, Madhu Khanna
Tantra: the secret power of sex, Arvid and Shanta Kale (okay so the rest of the book is super cheesy and culturally strange/very India, 1976, sexual revolution type stuff...but I really like this paragraph in the intro)

There's also this triangle diagram of basic human existence in the sufi book that blows my mind. Check that book out for sure. 

I also made a Yantra for meditation (it's like a Mandala) in my screen printing class. (I'll post soon)