28 October 2009

26 October 2009

Blonde on Blonde

This photo I took ages and ages ago...last fall, I believe. But I love the minimal lines, the great side lighting and the sort of nonchalant feel of it all. Hopefully my more recent work will be ending up here soon.

25 October 2009

A Word About Standards

Taken in the late 30's/early 40's.
Aren't white Americans so lovely and beautiful?
I guess their standards are a little different. And their standards for others are quite lower. Isn't superiority so much fun, kids?

20 October 2009

Daily Gorge: Houston We Have A Problem

(The only shiteous image I could find.)
I need. To find. That shirt. You have no idea. Does anyone have advice, a clue, a blip, or fuck it, a shirt they could send me?

18 October 2009

Recovery

It's something I learned the hard way, but was worth the tears.
Credit: PostSecret

15 October 2009

Inspiration: In Praise Of Independent Minds

Hel-looks is a total inspiration to me. The site, based in Helsinki, travels around the city to capture the most mundane and the most wild looks. Straight, gay, thin, curvy, old, young, it's all here, and it's all original. While other "fashion" sites are out to capture Carine Roitfeld and the other high-profile editors, Hel-looks sticks with what everyday people wear, and how even normal people can rock a 50's pin-up look or wear a giant stuffed poncho. And especially with the still-present 80's metal scene up there, you see some wild little rockers just doing their thing, with inspiration from The Beatles to goth metal, which is of particular inspiration to me (if you couldn't tell.) I recommend it to any young connoisseur who wishes to expand their fashion vision. (Link at bottom of page)
Photo: Hel-looks

Who's Hair Can Climb The Highest?

Hanoi Rocks
This chick.
HER HAIR, MAN. It's beast. Whether it's 100% real or not, that shit still beats Vince Neil, Axl Rose, and that creepy dude up there at their biggest. But she doesn't look like a total prick, she looks like the kinda chick you could bum a smoke from an analyze old rock albums with.
Photo: Hel-Looks

11 October 2009

The Weekend

Gossip was wonderful. Excellent show, great energy. Seeing them was like going to church, but then everyone has different interpretations of spirituality and religion. Being trucked off to Hershey, PA, was another story. Other than not wanting to go at all, it was pretty boring, geared totally towards small-children and other like-minded adults. Ouch, right? I just wanted to schmooze in the hotel like a lazy rocker. Hotels always make me feel like a wanderer, I like it. Using a shower that doesnt belong to me, using sheets that are warm but unfamiliar, watching lame cable 'cos it's all the place can afford. I think traveling constantly would make one insane, but only to a nomadic degree, because we were originally nomadic, right? That gene must be relaxing in out DNA somewhere, lazy and filled with the saturated fat of our easy lifestyles. I guess it is more alert in others. I sort of like not knowing where I am, being constantly in awe because it is a place I haven't been in all my life. What fascinated me about Hershey wasn't the museums or the cookie-cutter Aryan tourists, but the magnificent country landscape. It was like driving through a Grandma Moses painting, a landscape that hadn't changed for hundreds of years. I'm always attracted to the neglected, I suppose. But all together, it was dull.

07 October 2009

R.I.P. Grandfather of Modern Photography




Irving Penn had a huge influence over not only fashion photography but photography in general. His photos branched out from editorial to reach all people. I selected three photos from his huge portfolio to share, because these were less famous but nonetheless stunning.
All photos Irving Penn

03 October 2009

Daily Gorge: And Then There Was Three

To L and C, the only chicks who are always there understanding me, I FUCKIN' LOVE YOU GUYS. I always want to be there for you and hell yes we will overcome all the monkey shit people throw at us. We will do fucking Matrix backflips and dodge that shit. Okay, not always. But when it hits one of us, someone will be there will a bucket of soap and a sponge to mop us all up and get us standing again. We'll be there to drag your sorry ass home to the couch, and we'll buy all the Phish Food you want went your crying so hard Kleenex is having a huge pay day. And we'll definitely pick out the cutest knickers for you to impress that dude with. We just wouldn't have it any other way.
(L, you're gonna look like Nikki Sixx. Just warning you.)