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Intersextion: Art & Porn

Posted in Photo Phun, porn with tags , , , , , on April 28, 2010 by Chase

I can’t imagine why I’ve had porn on the brain for the past couple of days. Nope, no idea. But I was just surfing my new favorite blog of the day, Art or Porn? and pondering the obvious question posted by the title. Here’s a sample, to get the juices flowing (brain juices! tsk tsk):

Nope, no porn detected there, just hotness. How about…

Artful porn? Pornographic art? Looks like I’m going to have to do some further vigorous research on this topic. Stay tuned.

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Inspired

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on March 16, 2010 by paigetsindfw

Going to be one of those days apparently. Twice in a row I’m struck speechless by human creativity. This time not for the lolfactor, but rather for the staggering beauty of the idea.

"Beg pardon, ladies, just trying to... why yes I AM happy to see you but... oh bugger"

Down at the MoMA in NYC (up at the MoMA? They are north of us after all…), those who want a real experience of performance art, an often confusing and maligned art form, can check out the new retrospective exhibition of Marina Abramovic and her former partner Ulay’s work.

Which is why this gentlemen is trying to walk between two nude women posed in a narrow corridor, of course.

Abramovic has a long career of challenging perspectives and assumptions with her work. This installation has some of her more famous works being recreated by models and for those that can’t be recreated, they have video installations. The collaboration that brought to an end her working relationship with Ulay is one of these, where you can see both of them walking the entire length of the Great Wall of China, a project that took them three months until they met in the middle.

And as an extra piece of astonishing beauty and “generosity” in the curator’s words, the artist herself sits silently at the exhibit. Visitors may sit across from her in silence and “complete” the piece.

No jokes here. This just bowls me over with its brilliance.