say no more...

... i can say no more.
this may be my favorite version of this bit.
hollywood bowl, second.
i just never gets old.
love it.

slip

here's a hazy, heavenly photo i found of a 'cleopatra' era miss elizabeth taylor in a gloriously revealing and well-structured slip. man...seeing a shot like this makes it a hell of a lot easier to be a big girl. i have a pretty good idea of how tall she is... was; therefore its difficult for me to believe she weighed much less that 170 lbs, US. and i lust after every wild curve. and knowing, with a face that magnificent, one could afford to have a nice filet from time to time... and real bread with real butter...and some ice cream and custard and even a bit of bacon to follow. you can keep your gweneth paltrow... (even her name sounds like depravation) and you can keep your cate blanchett... give me the larger girls every time. so tempting... so sudsy... amen.

window : two

here's another primative collage my partner and i made over ten years ago. it bookends with the 'window : one,' also to be found on this site. jean-lucien and i both had identical copies of 'national geographic,' which contained the same shot of the same window, and we both sort of set ourselves an assigment to like, rhapsodise within them. i think the earlier post was my take, where this one was largely jean-lucien's. they're both dazzling, especially considering the limitations of our resources in those days. its still mysterious and gorgeous. so dig it.

mr. cuthbert

yes, his full name is ian holm cuthbert. and i'm not sure where this coppery still came from, but i love it. he's just gorgeous. i don't know if its because of the deep Welsh roots or what, but when i look into his eyes; even his photographed eyes, i feel like we already know eachother. like we would almost never have to talk. yes, i'm aware all of this sounds stalky, but i mean it in the most peaceful terms. perhaps we're distantly related, who knows? all i know is that when i look upon his face, and into those sandy seashore eyes, i feel something. sigh. ahhh, sir ian. i am for you.

marisa

do you have any idea how hard it is to find marisa berenson on the web? pictures of her, i mean. its so weird; the larger and more expansive the Web gets, the more without rhyme and reason it seems to be. like, i'm sure there's some bizarre site out there devoted to leopard-print ladie's shoes, but i haven't found one marisa berenson fansite. i mean, if i want to look at the lovely marisa, i have to roll 'barry lyndon' or 'cabaret.' she's also in blake edwards' 'S.O.B.'. i'm not sure why she never got 'bigger,' you know? i think she's every bit as talented and beautiful as any other chick that was snagging awards and notoriety around 1980. so here's to you, mrs. berenson...

toothpaste

i love print advertising from the 1970's. and colgate is my favored toothpaste, and i dig brooke shields. so i thought i'd post this shot. (i needed a splash of pink and red anyway.) for a while there, in the mid-80's, i thought brooke seemed to be a little dopey when she started hanging around with jacko, but hey, we all grow up, don't we? and as cheesy as it is, i have to admit, i think she's beautiful. and i still like 'the blue lagoon,' and that movie she made where she 'teenage-hid-out' in george burns house. what the hell was that movie called? was it, 'here's lookin' at you, kid?' i think it was something like that. i think she's cool now, too. hey, i think i just saw her in a new toothpaste ad yesterday!

julian miles holland

this is a still frame i snatched from some squeeze concert from the early 80's. just look at that face...! it proves that jools holland can be, and often is, breathtakingly beautiful. i realize this is a small picture, but what fine white skin, black hair, and pretty dark lips. he's like snow white. i don't really have much else to say about it, apart from asserting my 20 year old position that jools holland is just plain gorgeous.

honeytoast

here's a slice of notebook art... its an unusual pairing. that's a very young shot of jools holland on top. you can't tell from the picture, but he's holding a triangle of honeyd toast. and on the botton, its mr. alain whyte, sitting behind the drums in the recent morrissey video 'in the future when all's well.' good song, too. alain whyte usually plays the guitar, so i guess he was just visiting the set and screwing around. it makes a cool slide.

happy birthday

make a wish, martha. i hope you have a peaceful day and at least one decent slice of cake. you deserve it. you're so beautiful. i love you, and i love it when you're happy. so i hope the movie below makes you smile. i wish i could do more, but at least i can do this for you. i love you. love, love, love you!

my mommy.

(kisses)

me

plums, saucy version : goldie hawn - video

dick

okay, before you get too flustered, please realize the left-hand side of this slice of notebook art is an illustration for the graphic novel version of melville's whaling classic, 'moby dick.' the art was done by the great bill seinkewicz. (wait, out of respect, let me check the spelling....) christ, would you believe i was one letter off? its bill seinkiewicz. (i missed that second 'i'. ) the fellows on the right are stephen fry (top) and jude law (on the bottom) as co-stars for the movie 'wilde,' about the queer genius oscar wilde, with law as 'bosie.' in any case, i think it makes a slick slice of notebook art.

cruising

i love morrissey with his hair shorter like this. this shot was most likely taken around the

'maladjusted' era. he's such a doll. and he's tougher than he looks. i might have to post another song sometime soon. oddly enough, i don't really wonder very often what 'morrissey is thinking.' i believe i have a pretty good idea what he's thinking. i believe he's probably thinking about the next song, the next appearance, the next meal, the next deadline, the next bath, the next orgasm... just like the rest of us. i like the fact that he needs glasses. i like the fact that he keeps his fear, and his fearlessness, in context. he is a master at reconciling his contradictory impulses. man, i just realized, i could go on. but its getting late, and i have other wishes to make. so just dig morrissey, and how handsome he is.

married

mr. and mrs. miller, ladies and gentlemen. i look at this lovely photograph, and i wonder things like: what did they talk about at the breakfast table? did they enjoy the same music and radio programs? did they make a lot of eye contact with eachother? could he make her laugh? things like that. i've never been married. i could pretend to be all aloof and bag on it, like, as an institution... but the truth is, i'd love to get married someday. at least once. but i want to be clear... i never envision a big expensive wedding. a registry office or even some city hall thing would be cool with me. but i'd like to do it for this reason: when someone asks me if i was ever married, i'd like to be able to say yes, and have some sort of story to tell. even if it was ironic or unglamorous.

swinging jane

someone told me they liked the rare photo of jane fonda i posted a few nights ago, so i dug around a little bit and found this one. i wanted a blaze of orange in here anyway. what a fox, you know? i'm sure there were times in her career where she was insecure about her looks, weight, etc., whatever. but i think she almost never looked bad. even if she could never have acted her way out of a paper bag, she still could have had a brilliant career as a model. but she can act. even seemingly lightweight roles like Barbarella bring out some real light and attention to 'craft' or whatever. in any case, enjoy this punch-colored splash of sweet jane.

twins : a universal language

i've always said that identical twins are a universal language. you get three people from three different continents, show them twins, and they all immediately know what they're seeing. i wonder what its like not to be one? i mean, being a twin is the coolest thing in the world. i can't imagine what its like to not be 90% telepathic. the coolness is just off the chart. and hey, twins are sexy, too. i dare you to find someone who wouldn't say yes to bedding down a cute set of twins. these real twins were on the cover of this playboy... and i think they had a real spread in the magazine... but something tells me that's not their real hair. i'm calling 'wig' on these two. perhaps they wanted a little disguise so their old grandmother's friends wouldn't go batshit. who knows? but here's three cheers for twins. sexy, sexy twins.

kate

here is the genius miss kate bush at a very young age... i'd say about 14. even then, one glimpse into those wide eyes gives you the feeling she's dealing with an altogether different deck of cards. please enjoy her video below.

kate bush - 'sat in your lap' : video

here is the video for probably the first kate bush song i ever heard. it was played during the 'guest vj hour' that simon le bon and nick rhodes did for MTV sometime around 1984. maybe earlier. the video is unconventional, the song itself follows no rules. kate is inarguably pretty. here is a girl who has a firm grip on her Art and knows how to make others adhere to her vision; however surreal it may be. i stand by this piece of work 100%. i love this one. its wild. its wonderful. i love the rollerskates.

'..i don't know yet...'

yes, he's still collating. here is a frame i managed to shoot from 'alien.' it shows my darling wicked science officer ash from the back. i love the way his clothes fit him. i wonder how many versions of that costume they had made for that film. i know it gets spattered with blood at least once, and gets ripped up and soaked in a milky substance later. and they really don't show ash doing his laundry, so i wonder how many versions of his sky-blue uniform were made. and i wonder if any still exist. not that they'd ever fit me... i'm at least three inches taller than ian, and my legs are crazy-long. he looks damn good in it though. i don't know if its qualifies as a fetish, but when i watch his body move in that costume its like i'm watching marilyn's skirt blow up in 'seven year itch.' so hot.

steven take a bow

here's a frame i sharpshot a long time ago from the 'sheila take a bow' video by The Smiths. (for those of you that don't know, Morrissey was their lead singer.) its a marvelously catchy song, and he looks young and pretty and clean in the official video... which was a lip-synched performance on a british tv show. but i still love, and highly recommend the song. and he looks very pretty. personally, i prefer him a little older and heavier with a few lines in his face and a bit of gray on the temples. although very pretty in the earlier Smiths clips, he doesn't seem like he was finished cooking yet.

hot trash

don't get me wrong, this slide my partner made is very far from being trash. but hey, nick rhodes smoking a cigarette up there looks kind of trashy. chaz and pherba doing their hippy thing in the center is kind of hot, and the police-shades-wearing miss sylvie vartan on the right is sort of sexy-trashy as she rehearses her hot semi-french mid-1970's act. its gorgeously red, flashy, splashy, trashy, and i love it. if you to click-to-enlarge you can even spot the fitting caption, 'i brake for trash.' a hot slice of notebook art. i love it.

starr power

these lads need no introduction. this is, of course, the beatles... like, almost literally 11 and a half minutes before they broke up. this was taken obviously the same day they took the picture for the front of the 'lady madonna' record. its remarkable because its one of those rare instances where richard wins the horserace. when you consider how great the other three can look, and how often richard falls into the 'i'm just glad to be here' category, you realize how handily he won this round. of course, they all look groovy. paul seems a little allergic to the 'facial hair' trend, but paul's kind of a weirdo. man, its late, and i'm tired, and it shows. i did a lot of cleaning and going through boxes of my stuff... hey, i found my edgar allen poe t-shirt! okay, back to my point, here's to mr. richard starkey... he's going to be the last beatle standing, mark my words. peace. (this one enlarges nicely, so click them.)

the morning train

the very sexy hugh laurie rolls into town on dawn-breaking rails, the report of the wider world echoing, unfolded with a thin grey paper clatter, in the catch of his herringbone lap.

'when you wanna send a steak back...' -video

i couldn't resist. dig it.

dressed hot

ahh, why not... here's a recent and seriously sexy shot of morrissey all gelled-up and turned out and trimmed in velvet. its just another exhibit in the 'state's case' that morrissey only gets hotter with age. so, for those of you that are already converted, enjoy... and for the rest of you, its only a matter of time.

on a nightly basis

wow, i'm getting little too tired to be too clever. and knowing i could probably post shots from

'performance' all day, but this one seemed to stick out because i, like Chaz, have just moved into my new bohemian space. in this shot, the forward Pherba tells him what the price is for...the utilities. hey, get your mind out of the gutter... she's talking about the 'fixtures and fittings.' in any case, i think the shot is luminous and the colors play nicely together. this movie is such a 'coolness' litmus test with me. if someone 'gets,' and i mean really 'gets' this movie, then we've got something very heavy in common. it means (among other things) we speak the same language.

clara kisses

here's a slice of notebook art i found after some digging around. on the left is a punch-colored treatment of mick jagger and anita pallenberg from 'performance,' and on the right is the glimmering black and white miss clara bow kissing some guy i don't recognize. overall, i think the entire slide is brilliant. and as usual, the colors just seem to like, tango. so dig it.

homework sucks!

sigh... i often wondered what my grades would've been like had i ever been moved to actually do my homework. actually, i don't wonder about it all that much. like, homework sucks, you know? this is a strip by the great dave berg, with just one of his many takes on the american human misery that is homework. (click to englarge.)

ali cat

today's celebrity birthday wish goes to the lovely sleek ali mcgraw. i wish she'd been in more stuff. she did a good amount of tv in the 80's, but apart from 70's classics like 'the getaway' and the weepy but still very well-done 'love story,' there's not too much in her history that's all that remarkable. i'm not trying to bag on her, i mean, there's not too much in my history that's all that memorable either. i guess i was just a little surprised because at least as far as i'm concerned, she has always been a household name, yet she worked relatively rarely. i do think she's truly beautiful, though. and talented. she pulls off her 'look' better than anyone who has since tried to imitate her. i like her voice too. so, here's a heartfelt happy 70th, (yes, 70th!... i double-checked and did the math and everything) ...a happy 70th birthday to the kid who reminded us that, (say it with me, folks,) '...love means never having to say you're sorry.' (which i have to admit, doesn't really bear out in 'real life,' but what the hell.) happy birthday, ali.

it's ann-margaret day...!

that quote was actually from 'mel,' who was looking for an excuse to close the diner. in any case, any day is groovy enough to celebrate miss ann-margret. check her out here, and please roll the video below. you won't regret it.

ann-margret - canada dry commercial : video

this may be the most fun you'll have all day. its a music-video length commercial for canada dry soda products aired during one of her few mid-70's television specials. they just don't do stuff like that anymore. i may never have seen this were it not for the rampant sharing afforded by this wild machine. so click it, let it load, and dig it. martha, specifically, i think you'll get a kick out of it.

napoleon smiles

here is a nice still i managed to shoot from terry gilliam's cult hit, 'time bandits.' ian holm played naopoleon, and i have to be honest, i have the dvd on hand, and i've only bothered to watch his bits. he kills me. he's so wildly gorgeous. so, i'm quickly getting sleepy, so i thought i'd go out with a solider. a very, very sexy soldier.

whipped

i just love this slide sent to me by jean-lucien over a year ago. it is, of course, morrissey with the microphone cord whipped around his chest. the shot is embellished by the particolored traces from the original motion picture soundtrack for the milos foreman movie 'hair,' which i highly recommend. hey, its a hippy musical made by the same guy who brought us 'amadeus' and 'one flew over the cuckoo's nest.' its an excellent entertainment. it manages high style whilst remaining true to the original patchwork of the score.

rocky police

i lost at least three virginities because of 'the rocky horror picture show.' the only reason i mention it, is because when i was in loyal attendance at least three times a month, all the cool sexy guys i wanted to play with wore long dark coats. these coats of the mid-to-late 1980's were also sometimes referred to as 'john taylor' coats, due to the look he was sporting in video for duran duran's 'new moon on monday.' you had to have a cool long coat to sneak in all the 'stuff.' so, this slide reminds me of 'those nights,' due to the long coat morrissey is wearing on the far right. also featured are thomas dolby in the middle, and the clowning jools holland on the left. i think it works well.

carolina

i suppose its only natural i should be feeling a thread of homesickness after such a sudden uprooting. i love this cover, but i don't remember where i found it. but i have actually been to the Biltmore Gardens. i think it was mid-fall. about twelve years ago... maybe thirteen. it was gorgeous. the whole place is gorgeous. i'll never forget that day, or the odd, slick fellow that drove me there. he rented a convertible, we both got dressed up, and we were so well-turned out when we got to the door they just let us in without asking us to prove we paid the fee, (which we hadn't) so, i guess we 'crashed' the biltmore estate. i was truly in love with him that day. well, i was in love with something.

rest

what a difference a day makes. i'm 99.9% moved in. and as groovy as it is, its a little scary. but i thank everyone who helped it go as smoothly as it did. just getting used to using a new desk... the keyboard's a little lower, but with a little practice, i'm sure i can swing with it. but man, i'm physically and emotionally wiped out. at least my space-age studio made the move intact. so, just to make it official, here's a slice of notebook art from a long time ago, featuring steven patrick morrissey laying his pretty head down. this one is so multi-layered... calico, but its peaceful and pretty.

amen

my last post in this room? morrissey, presumably dressed as a priest for the video of the somber song, 'i have forgiven jesus.' it seems like a fitting final stamp to this phase of my journey. and it seems as though i have his blessing. god protect me as i make the transition tomorrow. love to you all, amen.

xtc : ball and chain - video

let's talk about colin moulding. he plays bass for the genius band xtc, and writes and sings about a third of their songs... these include many of their best ones, like 'making plans for nigel,' 'heatwave,'
'wonderland,' 'i remember the sun,' the astounding 'sacrificial bonfire,' and this one. ladies and gentlemen, the simple catchy hard genius of 'ball and chain.'

connected

here's a slice of the mad magazine movie parody of 'the french connection.' its done by the great mort drucker, of course. the likeness of roy scheider is dead on. the hackman, i realize, must be a bit more difficult to get right. but the scheider is extraordinary. i wanted to include a bit of 'drucker-for-luck,' if you know what i mean. and by the way, if you've never seen 'the french connection,' do yourself a favor and go get it. the film stock alone is worth five stars. (if you make sure you get a decent copy.)

easy

here's another slice of notebook art. i know its not the best scan in the world, but what the hell. that's john malkovich from 'the shadow of the vampire' on the left, and eddie izzard from 'blueberry' on the right. the pink foil star actually shows up, which is surprising considering the equipment i was working with. man, that seems like a long time ago. that was three rooms ago. still, its a hell of a lot more groovy than journaling and composing on blank white paper... which i can't believe people do without going crazy.

a little georgina

a little georgina always sweetens the mind. here's a still i took from some BBC thing she did in what looks like the mid-70's. i don't remember what it was called and who else was in it with her, and i don't feel like checking tonight. i'm just trying to stir up some good witchcraft for my transisition, and georgina strenghthens my sense of everything being alright, so there she goes into my mental elixer.

princess hyacinth

no space really feels like i live there until there's at least one alphonse mucha on the wall. here is one of my favorites. i love the backdrop of silver stars on the blue field. i love the tiara of stars. i love the costume and the ornate wording on top. i'm working fast tonight, and this is the nicest version of this i was able to find during a quick pearldive. i think i already have a mucha calendar over at the cottage already. mucha and an FM radio... two things that make me feel anchored and at peace. the verrrry first thing i moved in over there was the radio. silence drives me insane. and i hate blank wallspace. so i suppose its only natural that music and art were the first two things i set up.

new pad

yes, i feel a bit like chaz from 'performance,' sort of like i'm in two places at once. i just want to be settled, but i dread the transformation. but i'm looking forward to it. to illustrate my state of mind, here's a lovely shot of chaz during his move to the little bohemian basement apartment. he sort of feels split, i'm sure. by then end of the movie, i think he might be considering a change of career. such a gorgeous movie. such rich film stock.

circe

this is waterhouse's practically perfect portrait of Circe offering her intoxicating cup to Ulysses.

i love it. she's beautiful. pardon me if i don't get too poetic. tonight is the last night i'll be operating from this location. i move my bed and computer tomorrow, and that's the last of it. i hope this wild electronic baby survives the move. but since it marks another chapter in my wild travels, i thought it would be fitting that i get Circe and Ulysses in here. i love mythology. i always have. so, hopefully i don't encounter any syclla of charibdes tomorrow.

seriously

below is the gospel for the day. let it load and listen. even the words are suitable for a sunny spring morning. amen.

george harrison : awaiting on you all - video

its sunday morning, and praise is due to the lord. i remain fortunate and blessed, and for that, i am thoroughly thankful. this wonderful song from the late beatle stirs jubilant images of pews with standing people, applauding and rocking back and forth with the solid enrapture of the message. please try to remember one thing : enjoyment is holy.

boys in the band

here is a backstage shot of morrissey and his boys, apparently sometime on the tour for the excellent near-double album 'you are the quarry.' left-to-right, they are: jesse tobias, very reclined; alain whyte, quite alert; gary day, giving the two-fingered salute; and last but never never least, mr. morrissey himself, faking a smirk. such hot and talented men. all of them are so sexy and wilted in this picture. god, i love boys.

socked

i give full and respectful credit to two individuals : helmut newton who took this picture, and jerry hall, who posed for it. i love it. its striking without being disgusting. its gorgeous without being too pretty. helmut newton has an unflinching eye for stark sights, and jerry hall has unbelievable bone structure. jerry proves that a goddess can, and very often does, have a strong southern accent. i mean, her drawl is a heck of a lot thicker than mine, but still... i admire the fact that she sounds like that and is still able to land not only scores of high-profile magazine covers, but also such trophy lovers as bryan ferry and mr. mick jagger. (he's not 'sir' mick jagger yet, is he?) so here's to you, jerry... kiss them for me.

elementary

here is an angelic shot of my darling ian holm as father vito cornelius from the suprisingly good sci-fi ride, 'the fifth element.' i suppose i don't need to say that he's the only reason i gave this movie a chance, but i'm glad i did, because i think its a very solid piece of science fiction. and how can you argue with the ultimate message? all that said, ian IS the hottest creature in the whole wild gaudy production.

o yes

here is another shimmering slice of notebook art that i was largely responsible for. it features the odd trio of simon le bon, yoko ono, and a ghostly wisp of john lennon. the colors just swim, don't they. i love my stuff, i really do. and i don't think its sinful to blow my own trumpet. my (our) stuff is just the grooviest. i was so lucky, i think, to be born an artist. sure, i can't recite my multiplication tables, but at least i can not do math in a room emblazoned with pretty pictures. i wouldn't have it any other way.

use the force, mort

here is a great detail from one of mort drucker's many genius movie parodies made for MAD magazine. it's weird to me, sometimes, that mort drucker isn't more of a household name. perhaps i overestimated how many people were hooked on his work through the late 60's to early-mid 80's. his quality never wavered, and his uncanny talent for caricature remains unmatched. oddly enough, he had a hard time rendering human hands. still, this strip is well executed, self-contained, and above all, very funny.

treason

here is another groovy slice of notebook art i scanned from one of our notebooks. that's ronan vibert on the left, and a piece of a michael nesmith album on the right. ('tantamount to treason') the song 'bonaparte's retreat' is a dreamy waltz with a comfortable southern accent. (actually, i'm not sure if that track is on that particular album...forgive me for not checking.) i suppose i should mention that his solo stuff, and all the stuff with 'the first national band' is marvelous and well worth checking out. i don't think i remember which movie the ronan vibert shot was taken from. it seems like such a long time ago. in any case, dig it.