I’ve just had a new photo shoot done by Kristy Milliken (@Dirt_Erotic on the twitters) which I’m very excited about. We had an interesting conversation about beautiful and intimate photography/art and I thought I’d share the links with you.
Hysterical Literature which I’ve mentioned before I’m sure but it’s so good it bears repeating. Hysterical Literature is a video art series by NYC-based photographer and filmmaker Clayton Cubitt. It explores feminism, mind/body dualism, distraction portraiture, and the contrast between culture and sexuality. (It’s also just really fun to watch.) The non arty Corrine explanation is that women are shown from the waist up reading a selection of their choice while an assistant masturbates them to orgasm off camera (it’s still really fun to watch).
Beautiful Agony is photos of people as they cum (that’s the Corrine description). Beautiful Agony began as a multimedia experiment, to test a hypothesis that eroticism in human imagery rests not in naked flesh and sexual illustration, but engagement with the face. We wondered whether film of a genuine, unscripted, natural orgasm – showing only the face – could succeed where the most visceral mainstream pornography fails, and that is, to actually turn us on. Yes, Agony is here to turn you on. But it will do much more than that.
(which reminds me of this totally not beautiful series. My train of thoughts went orgasm face > guitarists pulling orgasm face when they solo > guitarists pulling solo faces while they hold giant slugs. See? That’s logical and not at all indicative of a scattered brain 🙂 )
And another absolutely gorgeous series is The Sleep Of The Beloved by Paul Maria Schneggenburger. What happens to lovers while they are sleeping? Is it a sleeping just next to each other, each on his own, or is there a sharing of certain places or emotions? Is it a nocturnal lover’s dance, maybe a kind of unaware performed tenderness, or does one turn the back on each other? Is there a conjunction with the other, with one’s self?
Each picture of the sleep of the lovers is one long exposure. The exposing time is 6 hours, from midnight until 6 am. The room with the bed is in my studio, I am at no time of the exposure inside the room myself. I just light the candles, set up the stage. How might “Your beloved sleep” look like? (Corrine note: we all know I sleep like a starfish but I sleepwalk too, I’d have equal parts of stealing all the doona and acting out my dreams.)