TAMARA LICHTENSTEIN Photographes - Olivier Metzger - Portraits Olivier Metzger 26 / 26 - Portraits Olivier Metzger do it tillett burns! (92//365) I just learned from Adam that our kitty Frodo has passed away. He was only a little over than 12 years old. It looks like the cause was suffocation due to choking sometime in the night. We adopted Frodo in the Spring of 2002 from the Doña Ana Humane Society, where I was working at the time. He was the first and only kitten to be picked up by animal control for the season and he was alone, scared, sitting in a ball at the back of the cage and extremely timid. I still remember calling Adam and convincing him that we absolutely needed a kitty and Adam reluctant but eventually agreeing. Baggins, as we more often called him, was the coolest cat. I have so many funny and heartwarming stories about this cat. Please send your love, positive vibes and condolences to Adam.
Old Work — ALYSSA MINAHAN lesbian a la mode. Happy birthday to my most favorite girl! She’s my complete opposite and I’d be completely lost without her. Favorite, I love you beyond words. Someday, you will find someone, who won’t sigh at words like commitment, and whose jaw won’t clench, when you ask them to stay. Someday, you will spit out the word ‘love’ so often, that it will follow water down the drain and into the earth, and you’ll see your work shining on the pavement. Someday, you will be able to make your rent, and still have a few bucks left over to waste on this month’s boyfriend; waste it on yourself. Someday, you will believe in something so deeply, that it alone will be enough to make your feet touch the hardwood floor every morning. Someday, you’ll laugh at all the moments, which at the time, made you feel as if there was nothing to live for, the moments where tomorrow’s chances of occurring, seemed slim to none. Someday, the thoughts that lied in between your hair and the pillow sheets will finally reach your reality.
OLIVIA BEE Epic Gallery: 150 Years Of Lesbians And Other Lady-Loving-Ladies click here for more posts from “the herstory issue” // “the way we were” I really threw myself into Herstory Month, in June, eating every accessible herstory archive on the internet and spending hours in the library, accumulating massive stacks of borrowed books which I stored at the foot of my bed. My girlfriend was not a big fan of the stacks of books at the foot of the bed. I was looking for words but eventually, also, for pictures. Honestly before tumblr it was difficult to find very much lesbian imagery at all online — it was always the same ten or twelve stock photos — let alone pictures of lesbians taken prior to 2000. I wanted to see an evolution of our community, how we’d grown and changed over the years — and not just in a montage of famous out actresses and models, but pictures of actual people, pictures of women who were active in the community — regular human beings, writers and social activists. So I started collecting them. 150 Years of Lady-Loving-Ladies In The U.S. 1850s
INFO - Airyka Rockefeller Airyka Rockefeller is from a small island in the Pacific Northwest. She graduated from Sarah Lawrence College in New York with a BA in cultural studies and photography, and received her MFA from California College of the Arts in 2005. Rockefeller's art works turn attention to repurposed landscapes, worldly metamorphosis, and the paradigms between the symbolic and factual value of things and places. Long fascinated by the popular tendency to monumentalize particular landscapes, architectures or objects, while determining others as insignificant, her work investigates the overlooked and vestigial on an intimate scale. Her ongoing series of self-portraits, Between Or Before, was recently included in Auto Focus: The Self-Portrait in Contemporary Art, a publication by Susan Bright, and a photograph from the same project is featured on the cover of Photo World magazine from China for their March 2014 issue.
E.J. BELLOCQ: "'Bellocq Epoque' - Nan Goldin on Photographer E.J. Bellocq" (1997) By Nan Goldin, Originally Published in ArtForum, May, 1997 Late one Berlin night in 1991, a famous German fashion photographer invited me and two friends to join him for a trip to Bel Ami, his favorite brothel in the Grunewald. The presence of a woman as a customer created a ripple of surprise, but the photographer, being a regular and popular visitor, put them at ease. Glossy prints of his published photographs of the house, group portraits of the “girls” who worked there and the pimp (“host”), were hanging on the walls. Though the setting was a German villa, the props were familiar: patterned wallpaper, heart-shaped velvet pillows, mirrors, chandeliers, gilded Turkish figurines holding red lamps, pink fleshy faux-Baroque nude paintings. We drank overpriced splits of cheap champagne with the girls in the living room while chatting about the most mundane aspects of Berlin life. Without Friedlander’s intervention, no one would know the work of E.J. (All rights reserved.