of the seven deadly sins, the eighth and worst by far is emotional blackmail ... the diligent practise of this subtle and ancient art creates a constantly evolving darwinistic moral vacuum in which the brightest new manipulative ideas and stratagems flourish ... and which only you, or i, can fill !
Friday, September 12, 2008
borrowed image
at the jeu de paume in paris, there is a big exhibition of wonderful photographs by the late richard avedon
i had a lot of delightful surprises and one big surprise
somehow or other, for nearly forty years, this triptych had passed me by ... i had never seen it
in the second room at the jeu de paume, the three prints, each about ten feet square, are displayed higher up the wall than in this picture from the milan show
so coming face to face with some of the "cast" of lou reed's "walk on the wild side" was quite a shock
for some reason that i'm not yet able to rationalize, i was immediately reminded of some of botticelli's great canvases, primavera, venus and mars, ... but of course warhol's factory had nothing to do with idealism ... maybe someone else can figure out the connection for me
any suggestions ?
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Wednesday, August 27, 2008
a stage outfit worn by the supremes
i spent some time in the V and A this afternoon practising my photography-in-the-dark skills
you will have seen some of the objects before, but not quite as clearly ...
these dresses are by the entrance to the supremes exhibition
i first heard "where did our love go ?" performed by johnny anger and the wild ones on stage at beeches barn in cirencester in nineteen sixty something just before the record was released over here ...
i went there with my excellent schoolfriend robert hitchings whose dad, fred, kindly drove us over from malmesbury
the wild ones were not quite as wriggly as the supremes, all of them were stubbly males wearing black leather cuban heels and matching black leather jerkins, but they sang it ever so well
you will have seen some of the objects before, but not quite as clearly ...
these dresses are by the entrance to the supremes exhibition
i first heard "where did our love go ?" performed by johnny anger and the wild ones on stage at beeches barn in cirencester in nineteen sixty something just before the record was released over here ...
i went there with my excellent schoolfriend robert hitchings whose dad, fred, kindly drove us over from malmesbury
the wild ones were not quite as wriggly as the supremes, all of them were stubbly males wearing black leather cuban heels and matching black leather jerkins, but they sang it ever so well
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