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Maksym and Helga Amor make a great team. She reads books half-naked and he takes pictures. I do this kind of reading all the time and my family members quickly exit the room. Lame. More Helga and other contributions from Max to come.
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Camila Gomez is a good person. I think that is one of the requirements for anyone who knits. My grandmother used to knit. She was the nicest person I have ever known. She put up with my nutty grandfather all the way to the end. I need a woman like that. But Camila and I are just friends. She lets me take sexy pictures of her sometimes. She knows that I merely appreciate it on an artistic level ... and I pay well. So yeah, it's good to have friends.
I use my cameras to capture moments in time, because moments go in one direction, away. They are entirely irreplicable. The moment captured here with Diana Sedova and Victoria Minina was pure magic and is a big fuck-you to the lazy, fearful, loser parts of my personality. It is an important reminder that sometimes everything works out perfectly when you trust in the universe and grind. If I let my demons go unchecked, moments like this would never be possible. Break on through to the other side. And don't worry, this isn't the last that you will see of these incredible women.
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Venice Beach is a place that I have been visiting since I was a child. We used to drive up from Texas, back when it was legal, I assume, to let your children bump around in the back of a flatbed truck without wearing a seatbelt. We came for the colorful graffiti, the smell of burning sage and cannabis, the street performers and bodybuilders thirsty for attention, the grungy style of skaters, the shitty food and gimmicky souvenir t-shirts. The beach is decent, but that isn't why you go to Venice. You go to be entertained by humanity. You go to see people like Lina Telemann.
"Sammy Loble might be full of herself, but she might also have reason to be. We give attractive people everything while they are at their peak, and very little once we recognize their beauty's decline. It is a cruel game that only offers temporary victories. Ultimately, each player loses everything and goes home in tears. So maybe Sammy is on to something. Maybe we should all have portraits of ourselves on our walls."
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"Here we have over six and a half minutes of video with the ridiculous Samadhi Amour. She dances, shakes, and strips for all humanity to admire. I wager that this experience will travel to the far reaches of the internet for generations to come, as it should. I want my great grandchildren to behold Samadhi's beauty. And try to relax, this isn't the last you and I will be seeing of her."
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"Soledad Lomas sizzles in this straightforward set of photos. A towel, a bed, and a gorgeous woman--sometimes that is all we really need on a Friday in late August. I relocated to Austin well before the COVID migration. I didn't think I would be able to find the level of talent here that I often came across in Los Angeles. I was partially right. There are model droughts and macro-economic and socio factors play a role, but overall I am happy I made my move to Texas. Soledad is living proof that every region has its uncut gems."
I am so glad to see Dabney Conrad again. She is truly a special person. If I was to walk into her club, you know the kind filled with girls with daddy issues, I'd be expecting to meet someone totally fake and only interested in the contents of my wallet. Not so with Dabney. She is ultra-kind and authentic and loves animals so much, she'd probably just take whatever money you give her and donate it to a rescue shelter. In fact, I am positive that is what Dabney did with all my cash. I had to help her help the innocent critters. I think she really likes me too, guys.
The main difference I have discerned between good art and bad art is how much it pleases others. The degree to which the artist taps into the taste of the crowd is everything. Beethoven was just a mad person if no one appreciated his music. But we did, and so we loved him, and a lunatic becomes a genius as a clear result of approval. So you see, Honey, my sweet wife, I am not crazy. I am a renowned artist. That is why I have to find the next devil to pump into imaginations around the world. You are lucky, Mrs. Venice.