Some more by the talented Andry A Tych (the previous series was entitled "Carnation", see here). Rarely I saw pictures celebrating more wonderfully woman's body beauty. Far from recycling the same "cooking" technique, he provides a variety of light and texture treatments to his pictures that adds a lot to the success of the image. His choice of body shapes, his way to encourage natural poses, all this makes of Andry A Tych one of my favorite "female nude" artist (with George Pitts). The link to his site is no more functional, don't know why. It's annoying since here I'm not using others work for own benefit (this blog does not make my win any money) but to draw attention of potential money supporters on artists I like or love. Hope I'll find another site soon.
I don't know much about Julian Baker (don't even know if he's American) except he's interested in our relation with nudity (our own one) and it's enough for me to make this artist one of my "family". You can find a lot of portraits (sub-classified in themas) on his site (here). In this post I gathered the ones I prefer. They are varied and the fact that he doesn't picture models but friends or relatives surely explains the strange impression we have that this nudity is really nudity when the models one is like a skin clothing.
After the rewriting of the epilogues of some of the most notorious fairytales (here), here's another one, focused on Little Red Riding Hood and its underlying sexual semantics. Only 3 pictures but what a series. Shot by an Israelian photographer born in 1972 and rather obsessed by nature in quite an idyllic way, here he provides a fantastic imagery of this so famous fairytale. The first one is surely familiar to many of you but tonight, this kind of Rousseauist approach of the world consolates me. Rare but it happens. No more the vision of the wolf as a predator (for digestive or sexual reasons), but a parousia-influenced imagery where the young girl seems to find in the wolf a tender companion. An antibigotery view of wildlife. The site of Shlomi Nissim here.
CY Corre is a French photographer who always proposes original projects (I'll post 2 more later) and who deserves to be considered as a true contempory talent. Here's a series that I find reminiscent of the great Leslie Krims, at least in its concept, but that is totally different in the realisation. A way to play with present and past sub-culture iconography and nude female bodies, two of the principal obsessions of modern males. One of his most ambition project was the "2010 one image - one day" (here) from which some of these masked ones were driven. I encourage you to consult his various blogs and to support him the best you can. He's the same generation as I am, and I think his work is stunning as a much younger artist. A consolation for me.
This series, shot by Serge Gainsbourg with (and for) his muse of the times, Jane Birkin, is really the precursor of the erotic imagery of this new century and has been imitated (but never topped) rather often. It is also one of my most intense scoptophilian experience. For the first time in my (young life), it was as if sex was really raising from the pictures and that having sex with the model (Jane Birkin) was a realistic mental adventure. Never a fixed image was more evocative of moving sexuality than here. The scenography may seem rather common today, but in 1974 (the series was published in the erotic mag called Lui), it was really new and disturbing for many. Usually, erotism was associated with luxury and bourgeoisie interiors, often kitsch, not with such bleak places. Dirty and sex were at least reunited, and it was a good thing. Strangely, we had to wait 30 more years to see this irrigating universally people's imagery. I've never been fond of Gainsbourg, but he had some moments of genius, in music and in photography, and this was one of them. Thanks to this blogger here, to have scanned these pictures in a good quality. Click on them to see them full size.
I received an injonction to remove a post I did about the Nederlander artist Pepe Smit. Always funny to see these so-called subversive artists behave as the worst small-scale property owners of their anti-system grande-oeuvre. I discover a lot of things about artists doing this blog (until one day I give up). And sometimes they are not flattering. So, I remove my Pepe Smit post and promise her (if she reads this, which is doubtful, she has surely better to do) not to ever talk again about her money-making work.
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Irving Penn was a great, really great photographer, one of the greatest of last century. Here is a late series he shot with a dancer called Alexandra Beller. I don't feel inspired enough (and good in English enough) to write seomething more interesting than this text I found on this site, it's about one of the above picture. So the best is to post it "In 1999 Irving Penn made this tremendous series, in which he photographed dancer Alexandra Beller posing and dancing nude. The fleshy and voluptuous woman stands fully lit in the center of the frame. She is facing the camera, her knees slightly bent and feet arched up so only her toes would be holding her frame if were not for extended arms and flayed hands positioned against the rubbery dark backdrop. Her left breast juts out, creating a crescent moon shadow beneath and her torso is slightly tilted as a slight backward bend gives way to a head completely dropped back, so we cannot see her face. Her head is completely extended backwards, much like the woman in Man Ray’s piece. Except now we get auxiliary information; a whole body in fact. The image is sexual, dynamic and forceful and if such a thing as positive representation of the female exists in modern culture through the lens of contemporary art rhetoric, than it has been accomplished by Penn in his vision and documentation, and by Bella in her performance." You can see the complete series here.