If you’ve watched the
VBS feature on Richard Kern’s wife Martynka Wawrzyniak, you already know she’s
kind of amazing. Actually forget that, she’s completely fucking incredible for
a whole raft of reasons (including the fact she's the photographer responsible for these). Basically she’s one more reason to be jealous of the
guy. So hooray for us.
How would you feel if we directed you to Chapter 17? That's not some new law that allows you to collect money from the government without having to rid yourself of your W.S. George Fine China Limited-Edition Endangered Species Collectors Plates, it's a video of Nick Cave reading from actual Chapter 17 of his book, The Death of Bunny Munro, which we've excerpted and featured for today!
Everyone’s had jobs that are mind numbingly boring and so fucking awful you spend all day googling cat pants and watching old episodes of My So Called Life on the sly. Most of us don’t have the balls, the time, or the money to finally quit and do some kind of shit that really makes us happy. Then there’s a breed of kids who just say fuck it, quit that awful lawyering shit, and start telling naked girls when and where to stick out their tongues and help shave their pubic hair into more symmetrical triangles. Well, at least one person we know did that. Her name is Jincey and she produces lesbian porn. This is the part where we get all curious and ask a bunch of questions and she answers them politely, in order, and with feeling.
Allison Pharmakis will walk up to you on the street, become your friend, take your photo, and respectably amass the memory of you with all the other people she has met in her life. Every word, motion, gesture, and mark someone makes is significant to her. Nothing is a mistake and everything is a possibility. She knows how to live well and if you told her so she would tell you she doesn’t know anything. She’s not afraid to admit her faults, tell you how she really feels, and remark at how funny all of this is. From documentary to editorial, her photos do exactly the same thing.
Hellen Jo is a Korean-American cartoonist who lives out in San Francisco and is one of the few new great comic artists. Like the one you saw yesterday, her comics are usually about girls wasting time, and then, all of a sudden...an amazing fight scene. She gets around in the drawing world and did that great comic, Jin & Jam #1, which everyone loves and a videogame about herself, which few have seen. She recently did some special decoration for your iGoogle page. I had the pleasure of meeting her at MoCCA this year and can verify that she is almost as fun as her characters.
“A newborn calf is looking at me. What does she know about her fate? How does she feel about these four walls, about panic or anxiety?” Jesus, that's pretty fucking heavy for a picture of a baby cow. But so goes the mind of Johan Emanuelsson, the 30-year-old son of a farmer, is currently breaking our hearts on a regular basis with his photos of everyday life, the countryside, pain, despair, dogs, and, yeps, cows.
Johan started taking photos at a farm after his twin brother, who suffered from schizophrenia, committed suicide there. A few years later he started working as Swedish photography icon Anders Petersen’s assistant, along with covering the afternoon milking, and now Johan is a bright and shining beacon of hope for everyone who likes harsh and beautiful photography.
Afghanistan means war. When it comes to everything. Not enough with every kid there being capable of assembling any weapon you can imagine lickety-split. We’ve already told you about that in our Guide to Travel, right? But, seriously, forget about traumata management by means of expressionist art (you know, like Georg Grosz and the likes), because it's not like people don't already know that the Mujahideen literally weave their wars into their culture. School doesn't start for another couple weeks but let's prepare with a refresher on these carpet bombs.
After spending the 80s in the USA, German photographer Miron Zownir moved to Russia in 1995 and decided to spend a good while there. His original plan was to document the Russian nightlife, but that proved sort of expensive so he switched to hanging out in the train stations. There he was drawn into a whole strange universe of bums, lunatic baby whores, and crazy people who had been kicked out of mental asylums (or had never been admitted in the first place). Now he’s back in Berlin, though he's never quite lost his taste for sex clubs, sketchy burly guys, or intoxicated actors. He made a controversial documentary about Bruno S. two years ago, and he's got a book coming out next month. Here are a few photos from it.
Here is what Iquitos, Peru, is all about: black lights and fluorescent clothes. That decree's straight from the mouth of local self-taught painter José "Ashuco" Araujo, who's mastered his naughty blend of erotic fantasies, Amazon psychedelia, and grocery store sign ephemera in the clubs out there.
Nina Park is an artist originally from Antwerp who was wandering around the world for eight years before she decided to settle in Argentina. She’s finally presenting her new collection of work, "Deep Throat Puking": art pieces made completely by using her own colored vomit. It looks sort of like that cute spin-art stuff, only completely fucking foul.