312 posts categorized "ART"
Jacober Creative's Instagram is featuring a weekly series of new designs meant to capture old films, everything from The Birds (1963) to Jaws (1975) to Gattaca (1997).
This week? Desperately Seeking Susan (1985) — see above.
Check out the others as they materialize here.
Check out Michael Broderick's erotic art here. I especially like his new, Mucha-inspired (hot) pieces.
OMG Blog: 5 Seconds of Summer band member's alleged member. (Work Unfriendly)
Art19.com: Reality Life with Kate Casey welcomes Real World cast member Norman Korpi as the show turns 25 years old. Kopi was openly gay on TV way, way before it was cool.
Kenneth in the (212): If you're into bangin' butt, this topical product may be just for you.
The Guardian: Turkish cops bust up attempt at LGBTQ Pride march in Istanbul.
Huff Post: Eric Trump to barber: “Give me the Hitler.”
Esquire: That one time Lorenzo Lamas posed naked as a teenager — and his dad, MGM star Fernando “You look mahvelous” Lamas had the negs destroyed.
Via BobMizer.org: Jim French, the renowned male physique photographer known for his hypermasculine imagery of muscular and sometimes hairy men has died at 84.
French's partner, Jeff Turner, confirmed French died in his sleep June 15.
French's wildly popular macho aesthetic, rendered in photography and drawings, made his work among the most sought-after in the field of erotic art.
After being discharged from the military in 1957, French moved to NYC, where he worked as a fashion illustrator and summered on Fire Island, surrounded by exhibitionistic men in stark contrast to the conservatism of the times. Doing erotic work under the pseudonym Arion, he began a mail-order company called Luger, after the German pistol.
Luger was a hit, but French sold his share to a partner and launched COLT Studio in 1967. The business boomed immediately. As a photographer, he often shot under the name Rip Colt, choosing models who defined his taste so thoroughly that a COLT man became easy to envision — brawny, muscular to the point of swollen, hung, glistening, idealized.
French eventually left for California.
Along with his successes as an artist, in 1972 he published the quintessential male physique collection Man. He went on to publish many more books, including Another Man; Jim French Men,; Quorum; Opus Deorum; Masc.; The Art of Jim French; The Art of the Male Nude; Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Sailor: Jim French Polaroids (pictured); and Jim French Diaries: The Creator of Colt Studio.
In his final years, French marketed prints of his classic imagery.
French pictured recently with poet Alex Gildzen:
Tributes from porn legend Mickey Squires aka Richard Bernstein and other admirers:
Keith Haring is renowned for his humanizing of LGBTQ rights and AIDS visibility, which he accomplished with his of-the-people-style subway murals. His work is so universally easy to understand and chic, it remains popular on T-shirts all over the mainstream today.
As Artsy.net reports, the sexual libertine did create some racy work ... and one of his most famous, dirtiest murals is tucked away in a john at NYC's LGBTQ Community Center:
Haring titled the piece Once Upon a Time, a nod to the gay community’s halcyon days of free love. Over the course of several days, he covered every un-tiled surface of the bathroom with turgid, squirting penises of all sizes. Some are attached to buff male bodies tangled together in pleasure. Others float like happy clouds or hungry dragons. One impressively large specimen hovers over a line of small figures who are either dancing the conga or enjoying an orgy.
When he painted the mural, Haring was fighting his own battle with AIDS; he’d been diagnosed just a year before, in 1988. During the late 1980s, he and his community not only faced the fear of death, but also disregard and antagonization from the Reagan administration, which simultaneously laid blame on the gay community and refused to put resources towards AIDS research.
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Today's Pride Month post honors gay writers (well, most of them are — some are/were just writers of gay stories) with a re-post of this piece I did in 2014, chronicling the first and last lines of many gay books.
The bonus is that you get to see the sometimes incredible covers, too.
Enjoy, and please feel free to share ...
What's a “gay book,” anyway?
Is it a book with a gay theme? One with no gay theme but whose author is gay? One specifically about being gay, written by a gay author? Must it be pro-gay, or can it be anti-? Does it count if it's exploitative and prurient?
Regardless of your definition, the heyday of the gay novel is behind us. Yes, there are still books by, for, and about gay people, but it's not like in the '70s and '80s, when gay novels took off, or the early '90s, when they'd become a bona fide boom business.
Not long after, they went bust, and the days when you might read a review calling a work of fiction, “The best gay novel of the year!” went with them. As did gay bookstores...when was the last time you were inside a gay bookstore? Were there any woolly mammoth footprints pressed into the clay?
Part of the reason a booming literary niche was decimated is good—we became less concerned with obsessing over our place in the world as the world became less convinced we were aliens and/or carriers of disease and/or agents of Satan. (Not that a huge chunk of the world doesn't still ponder those questions.) As we have been assimilated, we've become less excited by existentialist literary endeavors and more likely to spring for, say, books about the first time various anonymous narrators had gay sex, or coffee-table books of nude men or books with no discernible gay sensibility at all.
But I miss the days when the gay novel was a big deal. I miss being in my college bookstore and grabbing an Edmund White tome and flipping it to a passage where two farmboys “cornhole” each other, and realizing that it wasn't pornography, but rather was frank, familiar, terrifyingly emotional art.
For fun, I'm including a collection of the first and last sentences of as many gay novels as I could readily lay my hands on. I'm sticking with the books' proper first and last sentences, so am leaving out things like dates and places (“New York, 1983") in the case of books that begin or end with letters, and I'm also ignoring the “hmmm”-inspiring epigraphs that so often appear at the beginning of a novel.
These are not meant to be my choices for "the best gay books." But most of my favorite gay novels are included and you will undoubtedly have read and loved many of them.
Actually...how many have you read?
If these tantalizingly brief samples don't make you curious to read some of these books, nothing will.
I would absolutely love to receive your contributions (title, year, author, first line, last line) so I can make this a living post...
Tonys ratings were almost at an all-time low! (Image via TonyAwards.com)
Twitter @KaraDuffyCBS12: 49 people dressed as angels stood vigil outside Pulse last night to commemorate today's anniversary.
RIGHT NOW: 49 people dressed as angels stand out front of Pulse honoring the men and women killed one year ago today. pic.twitter.com/dw9cgCUIpm— Kara Duffy (@KaraDuffyCBS12) June 12, 2017
Bloomberg: Will Trump testify? This guy sued Trump — and got him to admit to 30 lies while under oath. So bring it on.
Joe.My.God.: John McCain says America was better off under his old rival Obama.
New York Daily News: Caving to Fox News noise machine, Delta and Bank of America defund Public Theater over Trumped-up Julius Caesar.