When I’m not apologizing, traveling or blogging I spend my time trying to spot the trends which make my input worth putting me on a plane for, giving me the opportunity to mess up and then blog about.
As YouTube gets crushed under a weight of nearly-nude pornography (which isn’t a conceptual pile-up if you acknowledge porn’s defined as anything designed to arouse) I’m noticing an increasing abercrombieandfitchification (real word) in the world of porn photography.
Finger Bang, is a good example. A tiny hardback book, designed to arouse and amuse, it looks like porn made by people with some talent and no knowledge of Sydnee Steele, Jenna J or Buttman. More refreshingly it’s hasn’t sailed up the dead-end alley represented by ‘alt’ porn, trapped inside a gallery of its own cliches and crushed creatively by ‘alt’er than thou’ posturing.
The cleverest trick of all this ‘2nd Wave’ porn? Convincing people it’s not porn at all…