tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75360302311819743652024-02-19T09:21:53.611-08:00SpiderLovesSpiderLoveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238140624919330477noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536030231181974365.post-56882744144222951132011-04-22T12:10:00.000-07:002011-04-22T13:02:44.689-07:00Anthems for Walking<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc9UXhIcQYRJ9_5tR8CorlG3At6nqKTIMfmigCz_99qGI8ROrV7Oq7pZK6i51GvBLam182IYQYVBvugbkN-R_gIv5C_dl-g9KtlodltZYarQn9gJf3bntX_wBdx6syFMJrz_pkQV8iuSn-/s1600/Kapoor+Cloud+Gate.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc9UXhIcQYRJ9_5tR8CorlG3At6nqKTIMfmigCz_99qGI8ROrV7Oq7pZK6i51GvBLam182IYQYVBvugbkN-R_gIv5C_dl-g9KtlodltZYarQn9gJf3bntX_wBdx6syFMJrz_pkQV8iuSn-/s400/Kapoor+Cloud+Gate.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598497888903072194" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">So, after much aggravation and time away from this blog this is what I have to share with you all. It is my thesis and ideological argument for my Contemporary and Modern Art seminar, which the professor has titled The Elsewheres of Modernity. Even though it is completed and submitted for grading (which I am still anxious about) it still doesn't feel like I'm quite finished with it. That said I am quite happy with this introductory bit and I'd like to keep developing the possibilities.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"> </span></span>The social experience of the urban can be read as a playlist of anthems pieced together through the interconnectivity of expressions of lived reality. The metaphor of anthems as representative of human subjectivity allows us to compile private walking as the site of the personal. Each anthem however is individual and polysemous in its engagement with both the personal and the public. Walking becomes the act of making concrete the conflation of both personal and public expression and its imposition and solicitation of a public sphere. This paper will discuss the history of a continuing tradition of a praxis of walking through the reading of temporalities of the quotidian (everyday) ritual of walking. The ideological approach to subjectivity as constitutive of social consciousness, both the personal and public, will be applied to an understanding of a contemporary response to society towards conjecture and consensus.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>For us to consider walking as an ideology that allows us to occupy the spaces of personal and public consciousness it is necessary for us to regard it as responsive to an ideological approach to Althusserian subjectivity. What I want to clarify in this paper is the understanding of Althusserian subjectivity as constituting the consciousness of individual perspectives not lost to the social totality of the quotidian. As Althusser states in </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Ideology and Ideological State Apparatuses</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, “you and I are </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">always already </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">subjects - of ideological recognition- and we function in the practical rituals of the most elementary everyday life.”</span></span></div> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Each of these anthems of subjectivity constitutes the recognition of the personal consciousness. It is in this respect that we are fundamentally unique subjects within the social experience of urban society. By creating subjectivities of social experience we are engaging the personal as an outward expression of anthems of walking in the public sphere.</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">For the reference to Louis Althusser I referred to a shorter thesis of, "Ideology and Ideological State Apparatuses" in </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The Visual Culture Reader, 2nd ed. </span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">ed. Nicholas Mirzoeff (London: Routledge, 2002) </span></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I will be revising this further for my applications to a Masters of Art History, Theory and Criticism/Curatorial Studies. Let's hope in Chicago because seriously who couldn't find inspiration under Anish Kapoor's magnificent </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Cloud Gate. </span></span></i></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></i></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Upcoming... Attempts at Understanding Feminist Art, Queering Temporalities (?)</span></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></i></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><i><br /></i></span></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><i><br /></i></span></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><i><br /></i></span></span></p><div> </div></div>SpiderLoveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238140624919330477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536030231181974365.post-57731938092384628872011-02-18T15:22:00.000-08:002011-03-06T15:25:18.373-08:00Apologies for the lack of posts...I am currently working on a larger project on the the experience of the everyday through the praxis walking and it's relation to individual freedom and the construction of "community." I haven't worked out anything definitively but I hope to share some of what I discover with you on this blog.SpiderLoveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238140624919330477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536030231181974365.post-47425197268616795952011-02-05T20:12:00.000-08:002011-03-06T15:26:34.632-08:00An Artwork Called to Antagonize Me<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;">Just recently I decided to participate in an artwork by Germaine Koh and the Surrey Art Gallery called, "Call." They sent out submissions for people to offer their phone numbers for serendipitous connections. </span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWXQKDxY8pgaKU8nEy6EY-VWaEbFS4gbqRnbjKdY-lB1GNdaNL4TBGcE9H9T8DeMNkgSPs-bFdDdA3I87osrswKU2JDMICEnogry2Ctl3bQPHquoE-RrXtUQY5TU97HXGhORe5QIFGfA5w/s200/Koh_Call.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570487259372701010" /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Having studied Art History as a discipline with the intention of working in the field I am often asked to define the "subject" of Art. And that was the subject of this "Call." Having just woken up my day started off somewhat combative. I was asked to identify myself but my caller was reluctant to give any indication as to who they were. They were immediately irritated that I had even answered my phone because the next question was, "So why aren't you working?" The follow up was "What are you studying?" Of course when I politely asked, "So what do you do?" I was rebuffed (confirming that this was a one-sided conversation). Then came the dreaded, "So do you think this is art?" To which I responded, "I don't think that's up to me to decide." She wasn't satisfied with that. When I gently suggested that she might consider the subject of the interaction we were having in that moment was creating something that might be considered art she was definitely not amused. She evenly insisted that the artist had not "created" anything and therefore this was not to be considered art, then on a dissatisfied note she end our conversation, "Well it's been nice talking to you. Have a nice life." An unwitting artwork with a not-so-sunny disposition. </span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">Upcoming... "The Praxis of Walking in Contemporary Art"</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">On Hold... "Attempts at Understanding Feminist Art" or "Follow Your Gut: Situationist Vancouver(?)</span></span></div>SpiderLoveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238140624919330477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536030231181974365.post-7900134672411102082011-01-23T13:05:00.000-08:002011-03-06T14:03:01.731-08:00LV Goes Camp-ing (No Tent Pitching Involved)<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I've been putting this post off for awhile and coming back to it because I'm not exactly sure what I mean when I say "camp" or how exactly to define it. What got me going in this direction of exploring camp taste is a quote in the show notes from Marc Jacobs' </span><a href="http://www.style.com/fashionshows/video/S2011RTW-LVUITTON"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">S/S 2011 show</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> (see it in motion by clicking the link),</span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNbqK3czkeSSDVqv4eICvZxunDvgLSi3qNYzJ_JRvAJwlxmwAfXtclZ2rpkWBhF6Xq3mjQuC8Yv4amhdIBUjbIabXiN1dewhT-3Nw19K3qByDktwxylGr6-gkS5fz-K0Bf4WTyOMsDgdgZ/s1600/LV+Lindsey+Wixson.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNbqK3czkeSSDVqv4eICvZxunDvgLSi3qNYzJ_JRvAJwlxmwAfXtclZ2rpkWBhF6Xq3mjQuC8Yv4amhdIBUjbIabXiN1dewhT-3Nw19K3qByDktwxylGr6-gkS5fz-K0Bf4WTyOMsDgdgZ/s200/LV+Lindsey+Wixson.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565450342191228514" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMeGhbLwNBG4TOv3v7VjlsjQ4GDLFBRUHcCgCFQbHBdYKqDM1WkCDkfakJJFsjVzasYaUNCZmaCJq04vCMdHj7PvqBoHtmQu_oUGYazNvsf7bbOKyEasGU-lvrLku4BkXOPXvLpuCi2Hk7/s1600/LV+Karlie+Kloss.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMeGhbLwNBG4TOv3v7VjlsjQ4GDLFBRUHcCgCFQbHBdYKqDM1WkCDkfakJJFsjVzasYaUNCZmaCJq04vCMdHj7PvqBoHtmQu_oUGYazNvsf7bbOKyEasGU-lvrLku4BkXOPXvLpuCi2Hk7/s200/LV+Karlie+Kloss.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565453104178037154" style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px; " /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi651UmrO_3pXwU1ngEavAd5cZc2vTKPKY7pGCrx5qI_s-EO1ZkFT63yYGZkhbUnlS_rpnXRtBH6lf7X_N2qQhpGs6WLUfYUonaBBz2YQS3RjSU9OP-8vjhgTs-xc0gu4exfdN4AwIE2abe/s1600/LV+Liu+Wen.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi651UmrO_3pXwU1ngEavAd5cZc2vTKPKY7pGCrx5qI_s-EO1ZkFT63yYGZkhbUnlS_rpnXRtBH6lf7X_N2qQhpGs6WLUfYUonaBBz2YQS3RjSU9OP-8vjhgTs-xc0gu4exfdN4AwIE2abe/s200/LV+Liu+Wen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565450354693325506" style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px; " /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-fSSt7HcWQftP_j5yXHYLyItpLhGqaYMXtcRHd3IuOVToynSLsqlKzqcU1C7NjyJII91NEKmo0IU273ov-nt7wrKEjnSIGeAmSPt_R-qv5pyXMzt1yPSsCN0q66f9iSMfMjL9cpdFkQKj/s1600/LV+Kristen+McMenamy.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-fSSt7HcWQftP_j5yXHYLyItpLhGqaYMXtcRHd3IuOVToynSLsqlKzqcU1C7NjyJII91NEKmo0IU273ov-nt7wrKEjnSIGeAmSPt_R-qv5pyXMzt1yPSsCN0q66f9iSMfMjL9cpdFkQKj/s200/LV+Kristen+McMenamy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565450358452985426" style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(17, 17, 17); line-height: 18px; font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“The relation between boredom and camp taste cannot be overestimated. Camp taste is by its nature possible only in affluent societies, societies or circles capable of experiencing psychopathology of affluence.” -Susan Sontag</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#111111;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#111111;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The notion of subjectivity and taste is what makes "camp" so frustrating. It can occupy oppositional spaces of vulgarity and sophistication simultaneously. Take a closer look at Kristin McMenamy's closing show look at the far right. I think this illustrates the idea of camp tastes deceptive, it very revealing yet elegant at the same time. I might also add that the wall of purses at the new LV Maison in Vancouver is monumentally grotesque and wonderfully covetable as well. Something to think about. </span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#111111;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#111111;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">*** All photo credits via STYLE.COM</span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#111111;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#111111;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Upcoming... "Attempts at Understanding Feminist Art" or "Follow Your Gut: Situationist Vancouver(?), "An Artwork Called to Antagonize Me"</span></span></span></span></span></div>SpiderLoveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238140624919330477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536030231181974365.post-26054686846985179902011-01-08T11:34:00.000-08:002011-03-06T16:09:56.569-08:00Being PresentI came to this post through an approach to our everyday engagement with interconnectedness. I think it resonates very nicely with the recent popularized work of Marina Abromavic at the Museum of Modern Art working with the concept of "<a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/artanddesign/2010/oct/03/interview-marina-abramovic-performance-artist?intcmp=239">true reality</a>", but I'd like to present it here in a very different context that of speaking and communication. Patsy Rodenburg has been speaking eloquently on this subject for numerous years as it relates to the field of speech and drama most notably in her book <i>The Right to Speak: Working with the Voice </i>(1992) and more recently in her publication <i>The Second Circle: How to Use Positive Energy for Success in Every Situation </i>(2008)<div><div><br /><div><object style="height: 390px; width: 640px" width="640" height="390"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ub27yeXKUTY?version=3"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ub27yeXKUTY?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="390"></embed></object></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Patsy Rodenburg on being "present" </div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Broken down I think First Circle is interior, diffident and self conscious while Third is self involved and highly charged. I often times find myself in my enthusiasm imposing my Third Circle energies on others, simply waiting to get my own thoughts out instead of attending to the "now" of the conversation. I think it's important that we be first good listeners before we can become good speakers. Second Circle I believe is the space between indifference and self absorption where we let ourselves connect and appreciate the experience of interaction. Let us all try to inhabit the "presentness" of Second Circle and to continually seek out interconnectedness our relationships in the New Year. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Upcoming... LV Goes Camp-ing (No Tent Pitching Involved)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>SpiderLoveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238140624919330477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536030231181974365.post-44620611708442904992011-01-06T13:10:00.000-08:002011-01-08T11:40:13.838-08:00Blogger Anxiety<div>In an attempt to fund my growing anxiety about writing/publishing and to provide coming attractions for those of you that are sick of checking this blog and not seeing anything new written. I have included at the end of my posts a coming attractions of "spider loves" that I have been working through. Hopefully this will keep you coming back to check up. They are "and/or"so there's no definite promise of what post will be next just to keep you on your toes. Take care!</div>SpiderLoveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238140624919330477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536030231181974365.post-58144747983954707222010-12-31T03:47:00.001-08:002011-01-06T22:40:00.431-08:00Photographic Sublime<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-2bzldu0nrKWLzu_t33Or9t9xdt1Acuc3I8ZrWx-Yf_xs-BxHJhU0XVC2yN9FbzPyhFs317U8udxQY6cDKhMy3sMVq7BhuMfcNU3EWlqkOXWY-R80dNPGURp5EpnSoWjx6UqRf0S4DABI/s1600/PaulMpagiSepuyaA.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-2bzldu0nrKWLzu_t33Or9t9xdt1Acuc3I8ZrWx-Yf_xs-BxHJhU0XVC2yN9FbzPyhFs317U8udxQY6cDKhMy3sMVq7BhuMfcNU3EWlqkOXWY-R80dNPGURp5EpnSoWjx6UqRf0S4DABI/s320/PaulMpagiSepuyaA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557315180916239922" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Paul Mgapi Sepuya</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: left;">While visually captivating I never really considered photography a medium that seriously communicated more than what was on the surface. My indifference to the practice of photography has been enlightened recently by exposure to the works of Martha Rosler, Jeff Wall and Henri Cartier-Bresson. So it's no surprise that I rediscovered <i><a href="http://www.paulsepuya.com/">Paul Mpagi Sepuya </a></i>whom I met as a sophomore in a dorm room at NYU's Tisch School of the Arts on Spring Break of 2001. Since then he has worked closely with AA Bronson of General Idea and also for several publications including BUTT Magazine and I.D. The photographs Paul has done here for <a href="http://dismagazine.com/distaste/new-style-options/11770/wear-to-bed/">DisMagazine</a>. The relationship between the object (the bedding or the models, take your pick) and what is being sold is sensual, playful and alluring. The "sublime" is a good way to explain this feeling of "spider love" as that rapturous sensation of the beautiful. Take a look.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicIeEtKHs6spdlPyRsbQkn6K1Vga2hE919R2ZgosEHIrSRfAebA2veaY6G7vK4wdKChGV84O-o6_UisaGhw6vF7WI9yGUtaktnsewBqXa3cQ2PG5Bq6oKqWlbb4MCyy_vd0tHZLd-yAhE/s1600/underwearprofile.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicIeEtKHs6spdlPyRsbQkn6K1Vga2hE919R2ZgosEHIrSRfAebA2veaY6G7vK4wdKChGV84O-o6_UisaGhw6vF7WI9yGUtaktnsewBqXa3cQ2PG5Bq6oKqWlbb4MCyy_vd0tHZLd-yAhE/s320/underwearprofile.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556820440781312114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div style=""><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTSqDkJS66H943fe7JTXIF-kulPzt6we465w72Y43YTclP1U8moULlk8Y9ftmIIxP9fmwfJMIj4MglWA0atmEXlJVLfj08CobnIr09R4GqdglKRxNIgnCLrwB2JDadutUZMCOpX9Q60Gc/s1600/Onback.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTSqDkJS66H943fe7JTXIF-kulPzt6we465w72Y43YTclP1U8moULlk8Y9ftmIIxP9fmwfJMIj4MglWA0atmEXlJVLfj08CobnIr09R4GqdglKRxNIgnCLrwB2JDadutUZMCOpX9Q60Gc/s320/Onback.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556819610949233874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3QOha7Y1KzkIAVEeDzg9BZYHVcFZk8DxW0YUEOWf5h8ZZ9rOwb_2cdIzow8aLgPMNENVV83TlaWh0LeTx23kj0SKw0jrWgyMPbN7Abi2FlYDhPyEwm6YVbvIWJHoptiRjVOCnqunL5BM/s320/legs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556820738895165058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">Credit to Colby Keller at <a href="http://bigshoediaries.blogspot.com/">bigshoediaries.blogspot.com</a> for the inspiration for this my first post. </div><div style="text-align: left;">!!!Disclaimer!!! Please visit this site if you like bloggers who write about contemporary art are also gay male porn stars, like full frontal and penis. </div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Upcoming... "Attempts at Understanding Feminist Art" and/or "LV Goes Camp-ing (No Tent Pitching Involved)" </div>SpiderLoveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06238140624919330477noreply@blogger.com0