Boyfriends! When there isn’t a cat or a guinea pig around, they’re always great to dress up in a silly outfit. Or, your own clothes. Photographer Jon Uriarte is has done a portrait series called “The men under the influence…” of men dressed in their wives’ or girlfriends’ clothing inside the couple’s shared living space. The portraits seek to illustrate “the recent change in roles in heterosexual relationships from the relationships of our predecessors and how those changes have affected men in particular.” Uriarte continues, “The photos attempt to capture men’s sense of loss reference, now that women have taken a step forward and have finally come into their own as equal partners.” So I guess sisters are doing it for themselves now? And men aren’t wearing the pants anymore? So he photographed mean wearing women’s clothes? I’m not sure I get it. But hey, gender non-conformity can only be a good thing. So, um, carry on, gentlemen. [Laughing Squid via Jon Uriarte]
It’s summer. Time to kick back, relax and take a gander at absurd photos of kooky art that make you wonder if you might have what it takes to be a great artist.
You know, because what it takes seems to be insanity, some glue sticks and the ability to charm some municipality into letting you stick something funny in a bizarre place.
From a 90-foot cardboard box man hanging from a bridge to a woman who sleeps naked with pigs while you watch and even drunk Ernie here… there’s nothing not awesome about silly art that goes long. Read more on TruTV…
About a year after I first started working at The Frisky, Jessica was going through a bunch of old papers and somehow unearthed my résumé. I can’t believe they actually let me work here, because my (very brief) summary of education and accomplishments did not look all that unlike this hand-written document by a 20-year-old Jean-Michel Basquiat. Same references and everything, it’s crazy. It is not likely that my inchoate job application will one day sell for $50,000, but hey, you never know. [Complex]
My feelings on James Franco are well known, and I’m aware that some of you think that when it comes to JFrancs, I’m just some intolerant harpy, shaking my first in the air and cursing the various venerable degree-granting institutions he attends. If that’s how you feel, no hard feelings, skip ahead to the next post. The rest of us? We need to talk about something. James Franco is now trying to remake “Psycho.” With himself as Janet Lee.
Franco’s Psycho Nacirama is on view right now at London’s Pace Gallery, but just in case you can’t go, here’s an essay Franco wrote about it. His closing words say it all: “What’s my motivation? I’m just trying to get to the core of these weird recreations we call the movies.” He’s such a philosopher! [Guardian]
Vagina killer is the term I use for anything that kills a lady’s libido upon contact. For me, these things include any song by the Dave Matthews Band, long, pointy-toed dress shoes and now, Vaseline body armor. Let the record reflect that these petroleum jelly body suits are part of an art piece by South Korean artist Jung-ki Beak, and I respect art, of course.
“Every winter I need to apply Vaseline on my left-hand to prevent dryness, otherwise the skin becomes cracked because it is very thin and weak due to a burn that I got in my childhood. I make the armor as an art work as it is a symbol of protection, with Vaseline for the weak parts of the body such as head, hand and chest. I thought that armor was suitable for representing the meaning of Vaseline as a function of protection,” the artist said of his creations.
“Well, you won’t be needing any protection if you wear those things,” my vagina replied. [Metro UK]