is that a breast and nipple coming out of her mask-mouth? i can't tell. yikes, jello, these are scary images. thanks, at least, for the restful forest afterwords, ha.
the second two photos are from the thirties or early forties, no? all these neuroses, newly coming to the surface, sometimes pretentiously or in ad-hoc surrealism, with the advent of psychology.
what are the captions? the monkey man could be one of those creepy political satires from an even earlier period.
For what it matters, I firmly dislike the second. It seems to go beyond honest expression of psychological pain into sensationalism and titillation. I distrust it.
It's a different era's fashionable exploiting of a valid trend. It's not enough just to assemble a montage of horror. Such art is unconscionable, in a way, not honest, not honestly, urgently transgressive.
I feel like this image is not a true reflection of someone's actual horror, but a surrealist pastiche. What's your take on it?
these are images of my saturday afternoon. started with a walk in the park. the first image was from a series called barcelona women. the second two are actually pacific northwest american indians photographed by edward curtis. i believe they are ritual/ceremony costumes. the one with the egg in the mouth freaks me out for some reason. sometimes magic is rough.
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is that a breast and nipple coming out of her mask-mouth? i can't tell. yikes, jello, these are scary images. thanks, at least, for the restful forest afterwords, ha.
the second two photos are from the thirties or early forties, no? all these neuroses, newly coming to the surface, sometimes pretentiously or in ad-hoc surrealism, with the advent of psychology.
what are the captions? the monkey man could be one of those creepy political satires from an even earlier period.
For what it matters, I firmly dislike the second. It seems to go beyond honest expression of psychological pain into sensationalism and titillation. I distrust it.
It's a different era's fashionable exploiting of a valid trend. It's not enough just to assemble a montage of horror. Such art is unconscionable, in a way, not honest, not honestly, urgently transgressive.
I feel like this image is not a true reflection of someone's actual horror, but a surrealist pastiche. What's your take on it?
these are images of my saturday afternoon. started with a walk in the park. the first image was from a series called barcelona women. the second two are actually pacific northwest american indians photographed by edward curtis. i believe they are ritual/ceremony costumes. the one with the egg in the mouth freaks me out for some reason. sometimes magic is rough.
whoa. amazing that it's for real. that changes everything, doesn't it?
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