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ABOVE: Birthday boy Carson Spence needs his birthday spanks.
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UPS 'N' DOWNS: Beckham does 22 pushups in underwear.
AMERICAN BOOTY: Nick Scherner's look of love:
(Image via Instagram @maleformandbeauty)
DAD BOD: Did you dad have this good a bod?! Is he single?!:
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MASC FOR MASC: American Male is all about what makes dudes DUDES.
SERVICE!: Tennis stars in Speedos.
THINGS ARE LOOKING UP: Your POV at the feet of a musclestud.
AIR FORCE TO BE RECKONED WITH:
(Images via Taschen)
The New Yorker has a long, gossipy profile of Bob Mizer (1922-1992), the man who created the iconic gay photo service Athletic Model Guild. Daniel Wenger beautifully summarizes Mizer's particular aesthetic and his M.O. in securing models in the 1940s and beyond:
Mizer came out to his mother in the thirties, when he was a teen-ager, refusing to ask a date to the prom and taking up nude sunbathing on the garage roof. His notion of gayness was informed by a “Code of Behavior” that he recorded in his high-school diary: “More masculine at all times.” Among his models were the gay and the straight, professional bodybuilders and professional beach bums, college students and returnees from the European front. They assembled in his studio, before backdrops of Greco-Roman splendor and the Midwestern prairie, stripping down, oiling up, and—this being long before the full-frontal seventies—putting on silken posing straps, a kind of antique G-string. (The ones Mizer used were allegedly sewn by his mom.) After playing sailors and wrestlers and cowboys, the models were rewarded with sets of free snapshots, “membership cards” for the Guild, and, maybe most valuable, memories of the photo sessions, when they gazed not at Mizer but at their own images, reflected in the large mirror mounted above him.
The piece is published on the occasion of the release of a massive two-volume set of Mizer's life's work by Taschen; he famously put out a 1,000-model directory, and in fact appears to have shot upwards of 10,000 men. I'm sure he held hands with more than a few of them, too.
Mizer should be as venerated as Mapplethorpe, but is not because his art was produced in a mainstream way (a newsstand magazine called Physique Pictorial, the first U.S. gay magazine) in spite of being considered contraband by the U.S. Postal Service at various times. Also, where Mapplethorpe was seen as capturing a sex-driven scene in a post-modern way, Mizer was seen more as a perv with a camera.
Both things can be true about about men, and about many other artists.
Buy Bob Mizer. AMG: 1,000 Model Directory here.
Jill Greenberg, who accepted the assignment to shoot Milo Yiannopoulos for Out, says she thinks he's just faking his persona. Amanda Marcotte of Salon—who was on the receiving end of a lecture by Yiannopoulous during the shoot and who he later called a bitch—thinks he's deadly serious.
Check out Salon's piece on the shoot for Out here.
Regardless, Salon covered Yiannopoulous in the way Out could have and should have and did not.
Out did a huge disservice to LGBTQ people and progressives in general by choosing to present a poisonous figure as a harmless clown, and Chadwick Moore's profile was utterly neutral and banal.
We don't need that. We don't need enablers who pretend they're provocateurs, and who argue that being provocative is more important than who you're provoking and why.
Mert Alas's images of Madonna and Rocco (and a bunch of skinheads) are trickling out, now that the magazine is close to dropping. Alas shot Madonna and child on the fly, leading to what look like very unstyled (though certainly Photoshopped) images.
In her interview with the magazine, Madonna tells Murray Healy:
I was already famous before social media, so for me fame isn’t the burden. Fame is the manifestation or the by-product of my work, and that was two decades before social media. Now to me the burden is people are more focused on fame than actually doing the work or being an artist. Now it’s easy to become famous. What isn’t easy is to develop and grow as an artist without being distracted or consumed with fame.
She also states she is not a pop act:
I consider myself an artist. And it’s an artist’s responsibility to be revolutionary in our work. It’s our responsibility, our duty and our privilege.
The photos are apparently part of a 70-page portfolio by Alas shot in Berlin, L.A. and London.
(All images in this post © Don Hanover, meaning he can sue you if you use them without his permission.)
Once it became clear that Robert Sepúlveda Jr.—Logo's Finding Prince Charming star—really was an escort in the past, a friend showed me these images from a shoot he did with the “very nice” guy in Florida 10 years ago, after Sepúlveda had flaked out on a previously scheduled shoot. He's only 33 now, in spite of his take-me-seriously salt-and-pepper hair (we won't even discuss his take me? seriously?? endowment—there ain't a thing wrong with him physically), so he was 23 when these images were taken, yet he said this week he was an escort only to get through college. Speaking to Noah Michelson of Huffington Post, he addressed the rumors of his past as a sex worker by saying:
I mean, the past is the past, y'know, I was young and it helped through college, um, but what I want people to focus on is who I am today—the entrepreneur, um, as an activist, um, I started a non-profit, and, y'know, um, focusing on the show. That's really what I want people to focus on.
This photo shoot is the one from which he used an image to advertise himself as a sex worker. He graduated college in 2004, so was clearly still escorting two years (or more) later.
That's not the major issue for me—because I'm all for sex work and all for sexy photo shoots and all for bar rags (this shoot was for Buzz Magazine)—but the show's thrust and Sepúlveda's reaction to the gossip is.
Following the gay bachelor's brusque, clearly embarrassed brush-off of the escorting issue, Michelson bizarrely tried to spin it as an example of how the very aggressively heteronormative show isn't that heteronormative. Had Sepúlveda been upfront about this aspect of his life (he has also, via lawyers, sent cease-and-desist letters to blogs that posted X-rated selfies), it could've been an interesting twist on the show. Instead, it appears very likely that he was attempting to hide his sex work in order to appear on a show that undoubtedly would have rejected him over it. The show is set up identically to The Bachelor—you simply do not get more heteronormative than that.