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Sunday, September 11, 2022

Cumstangle-Blowjob-Jäger genießt die freie Natur mit dünnen, jungen Burschen

My old Los Angeles acquaintance "Click-Clack" Goblindude called me up from Reno to give me a report about the return of Burning Man, Burning Gas-o-meter. I´m sure you´re all familiar with the longstanding event in the California desert where those with disposable incomes can play Pig-Pen ala the Charles Schultz Peanuts character and get the answer to that eternal burning question, do drugs and sex count as spiritual? My good friend from ye olde Choate prep school days in Wallingford, Connecticut, Norbert van Hasselklopp says:

To get me to go to Burning Man they´d have to pay me more money than a Bitcoin bro on crystal meth can mint. And even then I might turn it down. It´s hard to think of anything less appealing short of a MAGA rally. Well as the French say, chacun à son goût!

Mr. Click-Clack who is one well endowed power top-a-saurus with a rack of warmed over death, size 15 feet, a saucy18 pack stomach and marble asstrovar was enjoying Californications with at least 7 boys a day on the Playa Vista.  Young men are always eager to chow down gallons of his man milk straight from the source. But in between all the ferocious sexxing he found time to make new friends. Goblindude can never remember names of people and doesn´t recognize anyone who is rich or famous which endeared him to film director Stephen Daldry (The Hours) who was part of the A-List film professionals Camp Down and Out in Beverly Hills. Nutty Click-Clack even relaying to me his story of meeting Daldry, who he called, "the director Samuel Doggenworth or something like that."

Mr. Daldry came to the event with his young, super humpy, gorgeous Asian/British male concubine. The Billy Elliot director wasn´t finding Burning Man very thrilling he was bored out of his gord until Click-Clack took him for a bike ride on the strand and introduced him to Voyeur 457 leaving the stalwart UK regisseur in what could only be called Bliss, Bliss, and more Bliss. 

Mr. Daldry came to my Vaginal Davis is Speaking From the Diaphragm talk show installation at PS 122 back in 2010 when I had his wife Lucy Sexton of Dancenoise as a guest.

The lady Ms. Davis is trying to be a little more social in her old age while protecting her health from Covid´s dreaded Omnicrom variant. Hearing the news that Burning Man was somewhat of a super spreader event with people coughing up third lungs. Click-Clack didn´t get sick as he has O positive blood making it impossible to get infected.




Lucky for our womanly woman that she and her gorgeous gallerist and escort Isabella Bortolozzi (both dressed in vestal virgin white) were ushered into a safe space with giant windows overflowing with fresh air in the annex of Borchard.   Earlier in the evening was the mega performance of the great Michele Lamy who is doing a lot of collaborations with young mover and shaker Matt Lambert. The rest of the gorgeous building was kept airtight being that some drugged out Soccer star had tried to off himself from the second floor window. The festivities were produced by lovesexy German/Persian Prinz Mumi Haiati of Reference Studios and rock steady delightfully angelic crew of gracious ravishing young juicies.  They really know how to treat us elderly ladies.  Of course Mumi´s right hand gal pal is non other than my old make-up artiste the tight pussied biatch Akira Knightly aka Gottheid, who never eats or sleeps only smoking expensive platinum tipped cigárettes surrounded by disco dollies and a coterie of bright young things happy to be anywhere. Evelyn Waugh`s Vile Bodies recreated in Berlin like its 1925.

That diva of divas La Lamy is aging in reverse. How is she able to get younger the older she gets? I´ve known her since 1979 and there is no one in all of Christendom more glamorous. Thats why the Julia Stoschek Collection must have Michele Lamy, she is the dream of life.

As we were leaving we chatted with Slava Mogutin who has relocated to Berlin for several months. Looking all Ibiza tanned giving big dick thickerous Slava told me some disturbing news that is so shocking that I can´t repeat it in this blogina. Kamchatka!










Thursday, September 01, 2022

Treffen sie echte Golddigger

So thrilled to announce that one of my top all-time favourite bands the genius Magnetic Fields will be coming to Berlin for a concert at Lido on Friday-September 16, 2022. Being that I am immune compromised I´m not quite able to go to live shows inside a concert hall, but I urge those of you who are young and healthy to go see this enchanting group of musicians led by the supremely talented Stephin Merritt. The last time I saw them here in Berlin was at a church in Kreuzberg and it was a sublime encounter that will stay with me for a lifetime. I´ll never forget seeing The Magnetic Fields in Los Angeles at the El Ray Theater and running into Courtney Love of Hole who had brought the comedian Chris Rock with her to see the band. It was also a marvel to behold The Magnetic Fields at the famed Wilshire Ebell Theater on Wilshire Blvd in Hancock Park a perfect venue for their charms. Stephin Merritt and Claudia Gonson are the type of celebrities I fawn over. Ms. Gonson who not only sings in the band and plays many instruments also functions as the groups minister of information and manager. I have had a longstanding girl crush on the fetching Ms. Gonson but also have the severe hots for lanky and patrician cello, flute player Sam Davol and lovesexy hungthrob John Woo on guitar and banjo.


The Magnetic Fields


Am I the only one who thinks country crooner Vince Gil is a sizzle? Let me know your thoughts on that. Remember you can write letters to Vaginal Davis c/o her Berlin art representation Galerie Isabella Bortolozzi.




Monday, August 15, 2022

Die Antwort auf Hollywood

Back in the early aughts when I was still living in Los Angeles hosting, performing and DJaning at my performance space/speakeasy Bricktops at the Parlour Club in the Russian Quartier of Hollywood I got an amazing amount of national press within the period of two months. A big feature article in Paper Magazine, a spread in Vogue thanks to Rick Owens and two Sunday calendar profiles in the Los Angeles Times and the New York Times nicely written by the tall, handsome patrician journalista Guy Trebay. Not bad for a dusky woman from the wrong side of the tracks. After the press I got besieged with offers for things from Hollywood lunatics big and small. A lot of it was nonsense as these were the early days of reality television so a lot of these infidels basically wanted to just follow me around with a camera and see where the sparks landed. Of course I let them wine and dine me. I was so shameless having them take me lunches and dinners at the expensive Pacific Dining Car Restaurant in Downtown Los Angeles and I would eat one meal with them and get another to take with me. Of course I wasn´t interested in the genre of reality television, but they didn´t need to know that. 

One particular successful Hollywood producer whose name I won´t devulge has continued to follow my career since leaving Los Angeles for Berlin. What is hardly ever talked about is that most people in Hollywood aren´t very creative at all.  They have the personalities of dullard accountants.  They think they are creative, but actually hate those of us who are creative.

This particular producer is one of these people.  Ever so often he contacts me trying to put a carrot to my face in tempting me to come back to Hollywood for what he says is a starring role in a movie he is producing but I always politely decline or rather I get my assistant Gleeson Brevard to reply: Thank you for your interest in Ms. Davis, unfortunately . . . Get the picture?

Well more recently since the pandemic he has been contacting me with trying to get me to write and star in a Netflix style series. The problem with certain Hollywood power types is that they become more intrigued by you when you say No.  No is one of my all time favourite words. I left Los Angeles and the USA a very long time ago and most people are still clueless how anyone could do that. Of course I follow my own instincts no matter where they take me, and love the adage by the great Diane Vreeland, "There is elegance in refusal".







Wednesday, August 10, 2022

O Zittre Nicht, Mein Leiber Biatch

My first summer diagnosed with late onset type one diabetes has been more than interesting. I´ve always wondered why I hated hot weather, especially humidity. Well it turns out that temperatures more than 80 degrees fahrenheit along with humidity are not good for you when you have type one diabetes. Your insulin doesn´t respond well to high temps along with an assortment of other ills. This summer the weather has been a rollercoaster of high 90 temps and mild weather in the low 70´s which is my favourite type of weather. Unfortunately the ups and downs in temps caused me to catch a summer cold. At first I thought that Covid 19´s heinous Omnicrom BA5 variant had finally caught ahold of me, but after several home tests and two PCR tests that miraculously wasn´t the case. I hadn´t had a common cold since around 2017. When I became a guest professor teaching a performance art seminar at the Kunst University at Geneva I started to OD on hand sanitizer because I was traveling from Berlin to Switzerland every month. Along with getting a flu shot every year since moving to Berlin I noticed that I hardly ever get colds. When i lived in the USA i was always very sickly. I guess not having health insurance in the States had something to do with it.

My doctor at the diabetes zentrum cut my insulin down again which is a good thing. It seems like i am maintaining quite well so far. I´m not going to get excited because in the book Think Like a Pancreas it says that a diabetes honeymoon period can last days, weeks, months or years. Then the crash commeth.

I stopped speaking to the musician Vowl Hemp of the Ecuadorian art rock band The Recliners. Its a long story but he just became insufferable. I hear that I am not the only one who has cut ties with him. He´s burned quite a few bridges over the years. Since I cut him from my orbit I have not run into him once, even though we live in the same city. Well I don´t go anyplace with the pandemic still raging and he does live in a different part of our small town. I am not proud of myself that I can be so unforgiving. I get it from my mother who could erase people from her life with a Madame Mao expediency. Also like Madame Mao my mother would always make people pay for slights, no matter how small even if it would take her 50 years to enact the revenge.


Jiang Qing(Madame Mao)


Tuesday, July 05, 2022

Schatten um auf Hollywood


The diva supreme Ilwyn Pomares has this to say about her short shrift relationship with Conway Caitheter Cadwaller. At least I lasted longer than his pairing with the fabulous singer and entertainer Adeema of Adeema and the Keeblers fame. They started off knock em sock em robots from the get go. Mr. Cadwaller has a history in finding fault with anyone and everyone he comes in contact with - its quite pathological at this point, the poor tormented fella. Some people are just too darn sensitive for the world at large and that is ok. He will never go hungry or have to worry about being homeless or destitute, so shoot an arrow in the air and if it goes real far hurray for him--not all of us have that luxury.





Tuesday, June 07, 2022

Leckerer Twunk ejakuliert tollwütige Hände frei



Leckerer Twunk ejakuliert tollwütige Hände frei

One of my most talented and soft spoken students from Malmö Art Academy in Malmö Sweden Maria Norrman is in Paris receiving a myriad of outstanding accolades. Please avail yourself to her profound will and testament, you won´t regret it - The Vagimulic gottheit assures you wholeheartedly.

Maria Norrman (SE)"Jane Avril"
8 June 2022
6-9 pm/18-21H Studio 8208
Cité internationale des Arts, Paris

A continuation of the project about my relation to Jane Avril (1868-1943)
Model and friend of artist Toulouse-Lautrec (1864-1901)
I will show textile works in progress and a trailer from a documentary about Jane Avril, as well as images of past works.

Maria Norrman (SE)
"Jane Avril"
8 juin 2022
18h-21h Studio 8208
18 Rue de l'Hotel de Ville
Cité internationale des Arts, Paris

Suite du projet sur ma relation avec Jane Avril (1868-1943)
Modèle et amie de l'artiste Toulouse-Lautrec (1864-1901)
J'exposerai des oeuvres textiles en cours et une bande-annonce d'un documentaire sur Jane Avril, ainsi que des images d'œuvres passées.

Maria Norrman
"Jane Avril"
8 Juni 2022
18-21H Studio 8208
Cité internationale des Arts, Paris

En fortsättning på projektet om min relation till Jane Avril (1868-1943)
Modell och vän till konstnären Toulouse-Lautrec (1864-1901)
Jag kommer att visa textilarbeten (work in progress) och en trailer från en dokumentär om Jane Avril, samt bilder på tidigare verk.

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marianorrman.net


The famed French designer and artiste extrodinaire Bernard Figueroa I first met back in the 1980s when he was on holiday in Hollywood. He flirted with his Gallic wide eyed charms and engulfed that poor young lady Ms. Vaginal Davis.   It didn`t hurt that Mr. Figueroa is button bright handsome, sultry and sexy with a mammoth sized peterfication on a rather diminutive frame. He also has a razor sharp tongue on him. 

When we met he had only been out of Studio Bercot  design school for a short time but had already made a name for himself working for Thierry Mugler, Claude Montana, and Esprit. He took a job in the US in Boston for the conservative shoe manufacturer Rockport, hated the racial divides of Boston at that time and moved to New York City designing accessories for Adrienne Vitidini before breaking out on his own with the sculptural ladies who lunch shoes that brought him his ultimate renown. We had a falling out in the early aughts when I use to write for the influential fashion bible Dutch magazine but occasionally I hear word through the transatlantic grapevine about his various creative projects over the years. He has aged quite well and still has that rock hard body and great mass of sleek hair on top of his head. Will we ever be friends again? I doubt it. I do adore him, and I´m glad for all his tremendous success but I´m a notorious Mexican grudge holder. I forgive but I NEVER forget a slight no matter how tiny. I figure that If I am meant to be friends with people it will either happen organically or not and I´m willing to accept the Que Sera Sera of it. I´m very much like my Black Creole mother Mary Magdalene Duplantier in this respect with a lil Madame Mao thrown in for good measure.

Alex Jovanovich the gorgeous and talented writer and editor with Art Forum told me recently about the Rugby stars the Burgess Brothers and now I am obsessed with their asphalt masculinity. Triple Dong Yowza!

Vaginal Davis collage featuring Leslie Caron and Bernard Figueroa   2010


Maria Norrman in Paris, France with her Jane Avril Tributata!


The Burgess Bros. of Rugby Row.  All that rack scratching is making me itch

Thursday, May 26, 2022

kürzliches Gegenspiel von sexuellen Angestellten



kürzliches Gegenspiel von sexuellen Angestellten Saw a man on the street a few minutes ago who looked just like Spencer Tracy returned from the dead. Yes The Spencer Tracy, the Metro Goldwyn Mayer contract player who according to Scotty Bowers was one fierce hornpiglet when it came to seducing young men for trysts of a decidedly wicked nature. I believe in Scotty Bowers. The late Scotty RiP, knew the way of all flesh!

Tracy & Hepburn were quite clever in putting out into the world the fabrication that they were part of an adulterous coupling when the true reality was they were sisters of the clothe and just very tight gal pals with a very fluxiv sexual agenda, but their strategy worked as it kept the greedy press hounds from sniffing too hard on their particular fragrant scents.

The man I saw today was Tracy of the mid 1930s freckled, barrel house and barrel chested and just a little bit salty dog but an asphalt cute nevertheless. I was feeling a bit Wife vs Secretary myself as I walked by this man and his female companion who actually come to think of it resembled a little Katherine Hepburn but not as butch. I had earlier stopped off at my favourite cafe in the kiez - Unser which is part of a small Portuguese chain in Berlin. I really love the young ladies and men that work at this boite. They are all very sweet and accommodating. Is it just me or is Berlin becoming more service oriented? At the Quartier Apoteke next door to Impala Cafe at Nollendorkyplatz twice the pharmacists were so unbelievably friendly and just generally lovely in demeanor. Both pharmacists I encountered were German and the man was young and even dare I say it flirted with me which is almost unheard of in Berlin with the male populace.

Lately I have been trying to make more of an effort to wear cuter outfits in public so perhaps that had something to do with it. The young man making my coffee at Unser Cafe gave me a bit of an eye twinkle and sitting outside sipping said coffee a middle eastern man stroke up a conversation with me. The man is a neurologist and quite personable though I wasn´t physically attracted to him he asked me for my Pentagram page, and seemed quite bemused by it when he glanced it on his mobile. Is asking for a Pentagram page a thing? I'm so out of the loop in terms of how people younger then I am relate to each other in public.




Friday, May 06, 2022

mechanisiertes haariges Stampfen

 mechanisiertes haariges Stampfen

saddened beyond belief at the recent death of the great Howie Pyro of D Generation and Danzig fame. Howie was one of those all things punk and obscure musicale expertines. Plus he was also a very cherished, sweet and lovely human being, who like Tomata du Plenty, Craig Lee, and that genius Kari Krome was always so very supportive of all my crazed music and artsy fartsy ideas and pretentious productions.

Like so many others in the punk and post punk cosmos I will miss and never forget him in front of or behind the Green Door.


Alice Bag and Howie Pyro 1978.





Tuesday, May 03, 2022

Delta-Morgendämmerung



Anna Lucast has had it with Angelo & Maxxie`s.



Ignoring all the red and vermillion flags at full and half mast she pressed on because she thought that maybe this time she got lucky, maybe this time he´ll stay.

Maybe this time, for the first time love won´t hurry away. She was holding fast.

She is home at last.

Not a loser any more, like the last time and the time before.

Everybody loves a winner so nobody loved her of course. 

 Lady Peaceful, Lady Happy thats what she longed to be.

When all the odds aren´t in her favour. Somethings bound to begin. Its gotta happen.

Happen sometime. 

Maybe this time she´ll win.

Tuesday, April 05, 2022

LESBERANZA

Lesberanza

At the end of January the Vagimule Doll started feeling very lethargic with a lack of energy so all encompassing that she didn´t have enough energy to pick up a piece of paper that landed on the floor or barely get out of bed.  This feeling started to intensify into February so much that the poor tiny woman thought that perhaps she had caught Covid 19´s dreaded Omicron variant.  Of course that was impossible since for the past two years the lady has kept herself completely isolated in an obsession not to infected because of asthma and other pre existing health conditions.  

Little did our heroine know that multiple symptoms were going to start plaguing her body including having to urinate every 90 minutes making it impossible to sleep, cottontail mouth and uncontrolled thirst and hunger pangs along with losing weight even though she was stuffing her pie face constantly with fattening comfort foods and chugging down fruit smoothies.  

Leave it to her internal medicine doctor who warned  told that the liver and kidneys were barely functioning and  blood sugar was 500+ + +  sending Ms. Davista Jr. to the krankenshaft ASAP.  

Fortunately her colleagues at CHEAP Kollektiv including Fearless Leader Susanne Sachsse, film historian Marcuse Siegelstein and translator to the academic schtars Daniel Hendrickson and others like Empress Stefanie Schulte Strathaus, Nanna Heidenreich, gallerists La Famiglia Bortolozzi, Amy Adams, Ben Tischer rallied to the daughter of dusts aid.  

She of She's wound up in the hospital for ten days where they were working on bringing the blood sugar down to normal registers.  One of the doctors at the hospital did an ultra sound and saw something in the enlarged pancreas ducts and with the bedside manner of a shredded turnip told les damsel its probably pancreatic cancer.  So for two days until she was able to get the results of an MRT Play Misty For Me was basically preparing her last Willena  and testament.

Well the MRT cleared her of pancreatic cancer but was diagnosed with late onset type one diabetes, which came as a complete shockermickeyrooney.  Much better than krebs but its a very serious chronic illness that forces her I would to be on a blood sugar management program that would include taking pancreas pills with every meal and shooting oneself Christian F style with insulin.  Upon release from Vivantes Victoria August Frau Sachsse found a delightful feministiche diabetes zentrum with all female doctors and staff who are the coolest ladies in the land, but because we are still dealing with a raging pandemic there are no classes to inculcate Lassie Marie Pangborn into this new diabetes cosmos  so she is Norma Kamali OMO (On My Own)  to do a lot of the research of this second bedroom island.  

The last three years Ms. Davista Jr. went from one international exhibition to the other but I guess for the 2022-23 season the focus will have to shift to healthcare on the Road to Ozcot.  If any out there in Wide World Webland have any insights please reach out to via Vaginaldavis.com webmaster Larry Bob Roberts in San Francisco.  Those in the know will figure out how to reach him via the Vaginal Davis Facebook fanpage.

Last week along with Marcuse Siegelstein Ms. Davista Jr. was at the Reboot FM studio for the first time in two years for a live broadcast of the monthly radio program CHEAP Funk on Freies Künstlerradio aus Berlin - Kunst, Diskurs & elektronische Musik. Live aus dem ACUD - UKW 88,4 MHz in Berlin & 90,7 MHz in Potsdam.  The archive can be found by googling CHEAP Funk or Reboot FM.

 Special call in guests included  the brilliant scholar Sarah Lewis who ruminated on all things Sugar.  Sarah and her entire super talented, gifted family are international treasures that CHEAP Kollektiv worship. Miss Sarah had a lot to say on the colonial racist proclivities inherent in that sweet poison that Sugar manifests, and the ramification that are still wrecking havoc with funky nassau colored peoples the world over. Miss Sarah recommended reading these books:  

Curdella Forbes A Tall History of Sugar

Edwidge Danticat The Farming of Bones

Blood Sugar: Racial Pharmacology and Food Justice in Black America by Anthony Ryan Hatch.  

I will make it a point to get these important tomes and add them to what is already on my nitestand that includes Dodie Bellamy`s genius book of essays Bee Reaved.  Dodie Belamy and her late partner the great Kevin Killian together represented the very best of queer literary aristocracy, and were the only royals that mattered both in this life and the next.

Van Zandt and his hot young lover Bruce Lee during their tumultuous tortured courtship filming TVs The Green Hornet in the mid 1960s.

Lana Turner gets her soldier boy just where she wants him.

Become a top tier athletic supporter if you can handle it.

Marcuse Siegelstein and Ms. Davis live in the Reboot FM Studio - CHEAP Sugar with special call in guests Sarah Lewis in Lisbon, DJ Nancy in CDMX, music by Bessie Smith, Zero Mostel, Alice Bag, Craig Lee, Diahnne Abbott, Ilyich, and  Talking Heads. 

Brando Brando and the wearing of the turban. He is cuter than you, and can suck the rust off a cock at 30 paces.





 

Wednesday, March 16, 2022

schmutziger, lustvoller Euro-Ho-Schmutzhändler

schmutziger, lustvoller Euro-Ho-Schmutzhändler

Talk about Out of the Past starring Robert Mitchum, Kirk Douglas and Jane Greer I got an unexpected phone call from someone I haven´t spoken to in over two decades. Normally I never answer my phone when its a telephone number that doesn´t come with a name attached, but for some reason I decided to pick up the line. I´m not a very spontaneous person though it may appear to be that I am, because of my performance work. I don´t talk to that many people on the mobile phone as most these days prefer texting, but I do have a few friends that are regular phone pals and you can count them on one ungloved sequin hand.

So imagine my chagrin when the person on the other end of the phone is the famed television actress and pop culture icon Heather Locklear. Heather and I started college together at UCLA, I won`t tell you the year, I´ll just say it was a very long time ago. I also worked for ten years at UCLA´s Placement and Career Planning Center where Heather`s father Bill Locklear was the center director, so he was my boss. Heather would alway drop by the Placement Center when she was on campus filming segments of her nightime TV soap opera Melrose Place. They would always film in the Sculpture Garden which was the opposite end of campus from the Placement Center. Heather would come by to say hi to her father and sometimes I would run into her and we`d chittle chat. Heather was always a good time Sally who loved to laugh and party and just have an all around fanciful time. Back during our university days we´d go dancing with a big group to tired Dillons Disco in Westwood Village or go to Hollywood to Seven Seas where Dayle Gloria was the DJane or Osco`s on Monday Night when Rodney on the ROQ would DJ. Osco`s was where they filmed the Donna Summer disco movie Thank God It´s Friday. We´d also go to the Rainbow Room and The Roxy on the Sunset Strip and The Oddyssy at Beverly Blvd and LaCienega, its sister location Phases in the Valley, Flipper`s Roller Disco, Gino´s II at Santa Monica Blvd and Vine Street and the Sugar Shack in North Hollywood which changed its name to something I don`t remember now. There was also a disco in Santa Monica that we frequented that was trendy for a moment, and an underground hangout near the beach that had the nutty name of The Mirror-Go-Round. I think we also went once or twice to this Black club called The Bit-n-Apple that was on Wilshire Blvd near San Vicente in an office tower. This particular club was frequented by this flashy group of Black men that were part of the 280Z Club because they all drove this sporty Datsun automobile and would hang out at Fatburgers on San Vicente Blvd & Burton Way. One of the girls in our group was this wild white girl named Judy Brooks who only dated Black men. Judy drove a cute MG convertible and was so much fun to be around. We had worked together back when I was in high school at Equifax in Santa Monica and was already a junior at UCLA when I started there. Judy was a Jewish princess who lived in Cheviot Hills with her parents, and she had an older brother who had dark curly hair and such a hot muscular body. I was totally in love with her hot brother, but I was invisible to him. Judy´s brother looked just like the actor Steven Guttenberg in the movie The Chicken Chronicles. By the way Steven Guttenberg was also a student at UCLA while I was there as well, and he would zip about campus in the the most revealing Dolphin shorts where you could see perfectly his impeccable circumcision. The actor Tim Robbins was also a student at UCLA who was in my playwriting class that was taught by Oscar Saul, who adapted A Streetcar Named Desire to the screen. Mr. Saul was such a nice man who ate breakfast every morning at this Googie style diner that was on Wilshire and Westwood Blvd.

But getting back to Heather Locklear. I asked her how did she get my mobile phone number? She said she got it from a friend we both knew who worked in casting, who was close with the late great DJ Henry Peck. This person didn´t have my telephone number but only had to make one call to get it.

Heather and I talked for an hour. I guess she was feeling nostalgic about her past. I didnt know the poor girl had been going through such a rough time. I told her she needs to get out of Southern California and Hollywood. She agreed but I doubt she will. She texted me a photo from when we all use to go out in these huge group of friends from school. I won´t share the photo as I look horrible in it. Heather and I are the same age and her daughter Ava Sambora that she had with guitarist Richie Sambora is now 27 years old. It makes me feel ancient. Heather´s father Bill Locklear looks just like Heather with the same kind eyes. He was the nicest boss I have ever had. I hated when he retired because that kind of signaled that my days were numbered working at UCLA. A group of co-workers who had always resented my autonomy conspired to get rid of me. At one point they made a complaint that I wore bedroom slippers to work. How absurd is that? Let´s face it I was just too weird to work at that University and I´m surprised I lasted as long as I did.


The heydey of Osco`s Disco.



The Locklear Family-Diane, Heather and Bill





Friday, March 11, 2022

Verdammt, das Weenie sieht schäbig aus

Verdammt, das Weenie sieht schäbig aus

One of my incredible students from my time teaching recently a performance art seminar at Work Master HEAD Geneva is having an exhibition. Jacopo Belloni is a very talented young artist with a great sense of humour and a thick gorgeous head of luxurious hair, I´m so jealous of his hair, plus he has expressive sensitive eyes and is very kind.

JACOPO BELLONI
Sensuous Supersensuous

12.03-30.04.2022
apertura sabato 12 marzo dalle 15:00 alle 19:00

La mostra personale di Jacopo Belloni (Ancona, 1992) si focalizza sulla ricerca visiva e antropologica del giovane artista attraverso una serie di sculture in bronzo-ottone realizzata in occasione del premio New Heads Young Artist Advancement Award conferitogli nel 2021.
In Anathema Souvenirs (2021), Belloni conduce una ricerca sugli amuleti popolari che in alcune regioni italiane da talismani si sono trasformati, nel corso del tempo, in semplici souvenir turistici.
Simili a cornucopie contemporanee, le sculture dell’artista ci restituiscono una moltitudine di amuleti fusi in dense masse di bronzo-ottone, riabilitando la primitiva aura dell’amuleto come se provenissero da uno scavo archeologico grazie alla particolare patina di cui sono ricoperti e alle superfici in parte lievemente consumate che rimandano alle originarie manipolazioni apotropaiche. Privati della loro funzione originale, questi ciondoli prodotti in serie alimentano un mercato commerciale fiorente: sebbene pochi siano a conoscenza dei significati tradizionali dei singoli simboli, specialmente nelle famose destinazioni turistiche, si approfitta del fascino “sensibilmente sovrasensibile”, termine desunto dalle teorie marxiste in riferimento alla merce, di cui questi manufatti sono ammantati.

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Jacopo Belloni (Ancona, 1992) si è laureato con un master in belle arti alla HEAD di Ginevra; vive e lavora fra Ginevra e Roma.
Fra le mostre citiamo: New Heads: Jacopo Belloni. Advancement Award of HEAD – Genève, Aargauer Kunsthaus, Aarau, 2021 (personale); Badly Buried, a cura di Naz Cuguoglu, Alice Sarmiento e Jade Barget, Fondazione Sandretto Re Rebaundengo, Torino, 2021; Swiss Art Awards, Art Basel, Basilea, 2021; Lemaniana. Reflets d’autres scènes, a cura di Andrea Bellini, Mohamed Almusibli, Jill Gasparina e Stéphanie Moisdon, Centre d’Art Contemporain, Ginevra, 2021; Tarantula, a cura di Gabriel Stoeckli e Giacomo Galletti, Sonnenstube, Lugano, 2020; Wie zu Hause wo ich nicht bin, a cura di NilesTrannois, Centre d’Art Contemporain, Ginevra, 2020; L’impresa degli Angoli Acuti, a cura di Pasquale Campanella e Simona Bordone, Farmacia Wurmkos, Sesto San Giovanni, 2018 (personale).

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Sunday, March 06, 2022

Muskel-Lavemteur-Flip-Flop

Muskel-Lavemteur-Flip-Flop

One of Berlin's most prolific artists is the photographer Annette Frick. Just received this notice of her latest standout exhibition that if you are in Berlin without haste you must venture to.

Ihr Lieben
angesichts der grauenhaften Veränderung unserer aller Situation
habe ich überlegt, ob Kunst überhaupt noch Sinn macht...
denke aber, gerade jetzt ist es wichtig Menschen zu treffen und sich
auszutauschen, jetzt erst recht.
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hier die Infos zu zwei Ausstellungen in denen meine Arbeiten zu sehen sind:


WHAT MATTERS in der Akademie der Künste
Eröffnung ist am 12.3.2022 -18 Uhr Hanseatenweg


wenn ich das richtig verstehe muss man immer noch einen Neg.Test
vorweisen

und "die Blüten von Berlin" in der Galerie Chert/Lüdde
am 19.3.2022 -16-21 Uhr

siehe Anhänge
freue mich wenn Ihr trotzdem kommt
Love Annette



Robert Conrad really needs you to see the work of Annette Frick it will make him very happy in the great beyond.

Friday, March 04, 2022

Monsterhafte Dong-Gesichts-Ouvertüre


Monsterhafte Dong-Gesichts-Ouvertüre

If you are in Hamburg this evening my loving comrades in arms Fearless Leader of Kollektiv CHEAP Susanne Sachsse, film historian Marcuse Siegelstein and artiste extroidinaire Jonathan Berger have curated and organized an exhibition of the late artist Ludwig Schönherr called Bilderinflation that opens tonight and runs till the first of May at Kunstverein Hamburg. Please before you do anything at all see this exhibition. Tell them Louise sent you.






Thursday, February 10, 2022

super unten von älteren neunundsechzig mann


super unten von älteren neunundsechzig mann

Galerie Isabella Bortolozzi is pleased to announce

Vaginal Davis

THE WICKED PAVILION

The exhibition at EDEN EDEN
will end on Saturday 12 February 2022

EDEN EDEN
Bülowstr. 74, 10783 Berlin
Friday & Saturday, 12–6 pm

The exhibition at Galerie Isabella Bortolozzi
has been extended until 12 March 2022

Galerie Isabella Bortolozzi
Schöneberger Ufer, 10785 Berlin
Tuesday–Saturday, 12–6 pm




Sunday, January 09, 2022

Dieb erwirbt juwelenbesetzte Cashe und wird dann von einem Polizisten mit Dinosaurierschwanz erwischt und in den Schädel gefickt


Dieb erwirbt juwelenbesetzte Cashe und wird dann von einem Polizisten mit Dinosaurierschwanz erwischt und in den Schädel gefickt

My former student from Malmö Art Academy in Sweden has a brilliant new solo exhibition that opens this month. She is really taking the world by hook and by storm.

Maria Norrman (SE)

Millennium Star's 10 Year Retrospective

14 - 16/1 2022
Opening Friday 14 January 18:00-21:00/6-9 pm
Opening hours for member shows:
Friday: 18:00-21:00/6-9 pm
Saturday-Sunday: 13.00-17.00/1-5 pm

Galleri CC, Båstadsgatan 4, Malmö, Sweden

This retrospective show works starting from the creation of Maria Norrman’s drag character Millennium Star in 2012 up to present time.

Many years before Norrman heard of RuPauls Drag Race and terms like “faux queen” (cis women who do feminine drag) she asked herself what would happen if a female bodied person was made into a drag queen?

What would happen to that person’s sense of gender and identity, and how would their surroundings react? Norrman decided to give a drag artist the task of making her into a drag queen.

Thus Millennium Star was created, a character which allowed her to, step by step, perform in different settings and places where Norrman wouldn’t dare, or want, to put herself. Millennium Star allows her to explore an existence on the side of the gender binary, where a more fluid state can exist.

Millennium is a displaced diva. Something is always slightly off in their performances, as in having a drag performance happen on that certain site or, with the performance itself. Such as the performances done under the umbrella of Gallery Extra, which brought Millennium to do a glittery lip sync performance at the almost empty Lorensborg shopping center in Malmö.

Millennium Star is, and has been, many things: a music historian who lip syncs to songs by past queer icons from the 1940s, like Karl Gerhard and Ulla Billquist. They’ve acted as an environmental cleanser, dressed in marine debris and picking litter around the Vege river in Scania, while singing the praises of seaside life.

Millennium Star is sometimes met with the stark reality of gender non-conformists, like when they walked in the outskirts of Copenhagen in drag, sensing how gazes transformed from appreciative to questioning and hostile.

Millennium Star started as, and still is, a way for Norrman to express herself, using femininity as a style. A style and expression we’re taught to shun and turn away from in order to be taken seriously.

The retrospective shows video work, documentation from performances and polycanvas wall images, along with photos of Millennium’s costume design and memorabilia from past events.

This is the first time Millennium Star’s entire body of work is shown.

Maria Norrman (SE) is a visual artist who mainly works with video and photography, in combination with performance and costume making. Norrman often uses herself and different characters in her work which allows her to put her appearance and gender expressions in relation to the participants.

The works explore the meeting between hers and other people's fantasies and topics such as war history, gender and sexuality. Her methods often consist of different types of role play, where body, clothing and identities are central starting points.

Norrman was born in 1987 and received her MFA from Malmö Art Academy in 2013.
marianorrman.net
SWE:

Maria Norrman SE)
Millennium Star's 10 Year Retrospective
14 - 16/1 2022
Vernissage: Fredag 14 Januari 18:00-21:00
Öppettider under medlemsutställningar:

Fredag: 18:00-21:00
Lördag-Söndag: 13.00-17.00

Galleri CC, Båstadsgatan 4, Malmö, Sweden

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The latest from international art treasures Beth Stephens and Annie Sprinkle

Hello from the quarantine headquarters of Beth Stephens & Annie Sprinkle. Once again, we are dancing fast to dodge covid and to support our beloveds that have it. Sadly, for the coming few weeks, we won't be giving you big hugs, sharing breaths, or having indoor meals together. Damn it! However, we can send you our best wishes for the new year, oodles of love, some hope and good news.

1. We simply love the Earth and our ecosexy community, so we have launched a new non-profit, E.A.R.T.H. Lab SF. This has been Beth's dream, and she made it happen. The E.A.R.T.H. Lab at UCSC in Santa Cruz that started in 2014 will continue. However, having a non-profit in San Francisco to serve our wider community opens up new opportunities. We are an official 501c3, have a terrific working board, and a great creative team. Magic is afoot.

2. On New Years Day, E.A.R.T.H. Lab SF launched its new website. Take a peek. Read our mission statement, meet our team, and find info about how to engage. Please send any feedback you have about the site and any suggestions for the future. (See website here) The site is designed and built by the fabulous Julie Rogge. Our talented graphic designer Saul Villegas (Beth's former student), will be updating it colorfully as we go.





photo of Ms. Davis by Hector Martinez the Azteca Warrior









Friday, December 31, 2021

nicht-professionelles chinesisches Paar erwirbt IT RIGHT

nicht-professionelles chinesisches Paar erwirbt IT RIGHT


Annette hasn’t got the hits but the rock opera film by Leos Carax is certainly this centuries Jesus Christ Superstar.

Monsieur Carax seems like an unlikely Norman Jewison but with the dazzling Sparks opening production number “May We Now Start?” this viewer was fully enrapt. Yes I am a huge Sparks fan and was equally delighted that the Brothers Mael had written the libretto.

The cast emerging onto Santa Monica Blvd in West Los Angeles singing what seems to be live geniustrata and not playback. I was mesmerised by teeny tiny small boned Simon Helberg as The Accompanyist. His lovely curly locks of bouncy hair and wide eyes making good on the promise from his performance in Florence Foster Jenkins (2016). I was hoping that the humpy Adam Driver with his sinewy musculature and powerful built would ravish Mr. Helberg in a mercy bone same sex love scene, but alas I had to settle on cunnilingus and coitusuninteruptukus between Mr. Driver and the enchanting Ms. Marion Cotillard.

Getting back to Helberg. I remember him as part of the entourage of the 1990s Santa Monica teen sensations The Grown Ups led by lead singer and Belinda Carlisle lookalike Paloma with Nathan Hamill son of Mark Hamill on guitar. Mr. Helberg and Mr. Hamill were devoted teen sweethearts back then. The band, The Grown Ups whose debut album was produced by Eric Erlandson of Hole were regular performers at my Club Sucker at the Garage in Silverlake.

One needs to see Annette several times to gain full appreciation of Sparks songs like the earworm hit “We Love Each Other So Much” and the perfect duet between father and daughter in “Sympathy For the Abyss”.
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Was sent the British short series We Are Lady Parts and I immediately fell in love watching the first episode. So smart of the English to limit some of their programs to only six or so segments, the Americans could learn something from that.
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Those of you in Los Angeles please make your way to The ICA and Hammer Museums in the new year to catch Witch Hunt Exhibition which will close January 9th and features my installation Mary, Mary. Also in Berlin The Wicked Pavilion which is at Galerie Isabella Bortolozzi and Eden Eden will continue until February 19th. The Galleries will re-open January 4th the Bortolozzi Gallery open Tuesday-Saturday 12-6pm and Eden Eden only open on Fridays and Saturdays from 12-6pm.
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Do What is Right and Donate to Participant Inc. Gallery in NYC and their Participant After Dark Program.

As we say goodbye to 2021, we're pleased to share Jordan Strafer's PEAK HEAVEN LOVE FOREVER official trailer.

With gratitude for your support, we welcome your participation in our future.

“For the love of horror puppets and reenacting trauma,” we'll begin 2022 with PUNCHLINE, a solo exhibition by Brooklyn-based video artist Jordan Strafer that will premiere the artist’s new video PEAK HEAVEN LOVE FOREVER.

Jordan Strafer, PUNCHLINE

January 5 – February 6, 2022

Opening Wednesday, January 5, 5-9pm

Appointments are required. Make one here.

Other worthwhile support is needed by feminist gallery Joan in Los Angeles:

Dear Friends of JOAN,

As 2021 comes to a close, we reflect on all of the great things that have happened at JOAN this year, despite its challenges. Chief among these has been our return to in-person programming with two terrific exhibitions, Arnold J. Kemp, False Hydras, and Pippa Garner, Immaculate Misconceptions. We were thrilled to have so many of you returning to the space or visiting it for the first time, and to see such enthusiastic responses to these shows. If you haven’t yet, I would invite you to check out some of the press they received, including Kemp’s interview in Artforum, a featured review of False Hydras in Carla, and Garner interviewed on the Los Angeles Review of Books Radio Hour.

To help us continue building on this momentum, we are asking you to consider supporting JOAN with a tax-deductible, year-end gift. This year, we are very excited to be able to offer the first 20 people who donate $1,000 or more an invitation to attend a brunch and tour of Nancy Rubins’s Topanga Canyon studio on January 23rd. Please feel free to get in touch with Hannah at us@joanlosangeles.org for more information about this fundraising event. Other ways to support JOAN include:

– Purchase an artwork in Life Like, our benefit show on view in the storefront space next to Stars gallery, Hollywood through January 15.

– Become a member of JOAN POST and receive monthly postcard artist editions in the mail.

For a small organization such as ours, these types of contributions are foundational to our work supporting experimental art practices by women and other historically marginalized groups. And they will ensure a strong start to our 2022 season, which opens with a performance, installation, and collection of objects and garments collectively titled Pool. Developed as a collaboration between CarWash Collective (Jennifer Minniti and Beverly Semmes) and Emily Mast, the performance coincides with the Witch Hunt exhibition, currently on view at the Hammer Museum and the ICA LA. Stay tuned for more information about Pool to come.

Thank you as always for your support and involvement in JOAN! We look forward to seeing you in 2022!

Love,

JOAN

JOAN is a Los Angeles nonprofit space for exhibitions, performances, and screenings.

For more information, contact us@joanlosangeles.org or visit joanlosangeles.org

The Grown Ups mid 1990s.


Tuesday, December 07, 2021

Sehr geile Feuerwehrmänner


Sehr geile Feuerwehrmänner

Zwei Schwarze zerstören ein sehr nuttiges Hübsches

Saturday December 4th was the lovely opening of the flowery inferno installation The Wicked Pavilion at Galerie Isabella Bortolozzi. I'm not going to give any spoiler alerts about the exhibit content as people should be surprised when they enter this Vagulaic realm. If you come to the gallery at Schöneberger Ufer 61 in Tiergarten during office hours Tuesday - Saturday 12-6 plan on being in the space for a while as there is a lot to take in.

Ms. Davis wearing a colorful Alan Carr style caftan became a little overwhelmed from drinking champagne on an almost empty stomach and had to leave a bit early, but scene and herd: Diedrich Diederichson with gorgeous girlfriend and newborn baby in tow, Wolfgang of Discoteca Flaming Star and daughter, Trixie Schönherr aka: Beatrice Cordua the gifted former prima ballerina and choreographer who at 80 years old and is still performing and mentoring younger dancers and choreographers, DJane Olga Damnitz with artist Angela Anderson and pretty gal pal, art star Jay Chung, writer Duncan Ballantyne-Way, scholar Nanna Heidenreich, CHEAP Kolektiv's Fearless Leader Susanne Sachsse, film historian Marcuse Siegelstein, Daniel Hendrickson with husband Piero Bellomo, Richard Gabriel who does the door at Berghain and also works as the assistant to artist Yael Bartana, artiste extroidinaire Leila Hekmat and her posse of gorgeous young girl art gang bangers, Israeli choreographer Assaf Hochman, Portuguese curator Pedro Marum, with entourage, Rinaldo of Roma, aristocratic young French artist Christophe DeRohan Chabot, who was one of Ms. Davis´students at Weissensee Akademy in Berlin back in 2008, patrician Brit Rory Farquharson and his girlfriend the former First Daughter of the USA Malia Obama looking very incognegro.

This Saturday is the second opening of this two part installation at Eden Eden Bülowstr 74, 10783 Berlin from 6-9pm. Please bring your proof of vaccination and a recent Covid test.

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One of the last of the Hollywood Golden era stars Arlene Dahl died age 96. The fiery redhead was never a major player in the industry but was quite the beauty at her home studio of MGM back in the early 1950s. I've only seen her in one film, Three Little Words which starred Fred Astaire and Red Skelton and also featured Gloria DeHaven portraying her own mother. Miss Dahl is the mother of actor Lorenzo Lamas who I use to know back in the late 1970s when he worked at a paint store in Santa Monica. His father Fernando Lamas didn't want him to grow into a spoiled child of Hollywood so he had to work when he was a teenager, and my what a strapping teen he was back then. Later he became a cheesy TV hearthrob.


MGM Star Arlene Dahl




Wednesday, November 10, 2021

Räuber Schuldengenital

Räuber Schuldengenital

The War Bloom happened in 1968 into 1969 under the hairy eyeball of handsome Lt. Commander Richard Homet, the Principal of Hobart Blvd Elementary School located at 980 South Hobart Blvd at Olympic in Mid City, Los Angeles.

Yes I had a crush on my principal. He was just a bland portly middle aged white man with a crew cut who always wore dark coloured suits with skinny ties, but there was something about him I found devilishly attractive. Was it his vaguely French sounding surname or his thick hands that were sprinkled with dark bits of hair on them. He was square jawed and had a deep voice that barked orders whenever he was on the yard at recess. His authoritarian quasi military stance enthralled me. I felt like I wanted to be held in his arms and tossed high into the air. Yes if only he could throw me up so high that I would never come down again.

The battle that was ranging at my primary school was between Yuka Takahashi and Dinah Bides two of the most popular girls in Mrs. Charlene Gates third grade class.

Yuka’s family had only immigrated to the US from Japan fairly recently and lived on Mariposa Avenue not far from my oldest sister Grace Lee.

Yuka was quite brilliant and spoke English well but quietly with a heavy Japanese accent and a bit of a lisp. Yuka like myself was part of the MGM program which stood for Mentally Gifted Minors. Her mathematics skills were unparalleled, I was the only Black child in the Gifted Program at my elementary school. Our gifted program consisted of mainly Japanese, Chinese and Korean Girls, one Latina Estella Lara, two Filipinas: Elisa Del Rosario and Dinah Bides. There were no boys in the gifted program.

Dinah lived in a large craftsmen house at Oxford and 15th Street three blocks from my dingbat apartment at 1239 South Hobart.

I lived only two blocks away from Hobart Blvd Elementary but because of my poor sense of direction my mother was still walking me to school every morning and picking me up in the afternoon.

I was friends with both Dinah and Yuka, but I felt more akin to Yuka since she was the underdog. Even the boys in the class got involved in the war. Mark Shimono was the most attractive boy in our class, he looked like an Asian Elvis Presley with the shinest black hair and full lips and high cheekbones. Mark convinced most of the other boys in our class like Kevin Uyemura his best friend, David Shima, Richard Cadabona, The Hirahara Twins--Robert and Michael, Glenn Uchida and Brian Cherry who was a Hapa(half white/half Japanese) to be in the Bides camp.

Dinah also had on her side all the boisterous Black girls in our class who everyone looked up to that included Pamela Davis who had a very handsome older teenage brother named Ruthie who was muscular and had a giant reddish hued Afro. The Davis' lived on Pico Blvd near Western Avenue in a giant Antebellum styled manor house turned into an apartment complex with a fascade of giant white columns just like Tara Plantation in Gone With the Wind that sat across the street from Kingdom Hall of Jehovah's Witnesses which my family attended at the time.

Simone Williamson who everyone was afraid of because when she took off her earrings she was ready to throw down who once said to me,

"Don´t point your finger at me my mamma´s not dead."

Jackie Tomlinson, who was the tetherball champion of the third grade who looked just like Teresa Graves the black star of The Laugh-In Comedy Hour and later the first black TV drama star as an undercover policewoman in Get Christie Love.

Poor Yuka only had in her corner Estella Lara, Mazukazu Hirahara no relation to the twins, Edward Taylor
a white boy whose father looked just like Robert Redford.

Edward’s family lived not far from me in Harvard Heights which was a neighbourhood of stately manor houses. The Taylor’s were wealthy white liberals who didn’t send their children to private school and stayed in the neighbourhood countering white flight to the suburbs. There was actually three other white kids in our class Brian Bentall who was completely self absorbed in his own cosmos who constantly bragged about his families connection to Richard M. Nixon. Even the teachers didn’t like Brian who looked like the Republican senator Ted Cruz. Brian and his family wound up moving away half way through term.

Steven Underhill whose family were known to be supporters of the KKK. Steven had peaches and cream complexion and was quite beautiful with the stiffest golden blond hair I’ve ever seen and lips the colour of vermillion. Steven could be quite volatile if he couldn’t get his way, and didn’t back down in a fight. Once he jumped Xavier Coronado after school and beat the living excrement out of him for the simple reason he was mad dogging him.

For some strange reason Steven gravitated to me. We were never friends but he was friendly towards me as were his older sisters. The Underhill Family stayed in the neighbourhood about two more years then moved to the San Fernando Valley in 1971 after the big Sylmar earthquake.

The only white girl in our class was the lovely Audrey Kirkpatrick who was best friends with Yuka, Jenny Kanno and Lesbian in training Linda Wong. Linda lived on my street and was a handsome, proper butch. Linda looked like and acted very much like the young Jodie Foster who was the star of the Disney film Napolean & Samantha and starred in the TV version of the movie Paper Moon in the role that won Tatum O´Neal an Oscar.

Linda Wong's older sister Leslie was the complete opposite in that she was a total femme. Linda and I stayed good friends through elementary, middle and high school. In fact her parents owned the Chinese Dry Cleaner that my family frequented. Even when I went away to University I stayed in touch with Linda and her sister who in the early 80s worked as a receptionist for the trendy Japanese hair salon Yamashiros that was on Robertson and Beverly Blvd in West Hollywood. I think Yamashiros is still there.

1968 into 1969 was a very unique and turbulent time. In early 1968 things were still very much like the 1950s and early 1960s. A girl could not go to school wearing pants unless when she left the house it was raining. The male teachers and administrators all wore white shirts with ties and wing tip dress wear shoes, short hair, no beards and trimmed orderly moustaches. All the female teachers and staff wore dresses and skirts. When it turned 1969 almost overnight the young male teachers were wearing love beads, had long scraggly beards, wore sandals on their feet and mod clothing including bellbottoms and flared jean pants. The female teachers both old and young were suddenly clad in pant suits, maxi, mini and micro mini skirts.

(to be continued)

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So sad to relay about the death of Ron Stringer of the experimental music group The Fibonaccis. The Fibonaccis were one of my favourite post punk bands. Ron also was one of my colleagues at the LA Weekly, writing about music and later taking over as Film Editor after Manhola Dargis left for the New York Times. RiP Ron you will be missed.







Monday, October 11, 2021

Seinen versauten Sugar Daddy beglücken

Seinen versauten Sugar Daddy beglücken

My prolific ex student from Malmö Art Academy Ms. Maria Norrman aka: Drag diva Millennum Star is conquering the planet with a series of performances from the end of 2021 until the middle of 2022. You owe it to yourself to catch her genius. The rewards are many and varied.

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Millennium Star performs at Supermarket 2021Performance program - Theme: Shapeshifters

Supermarket Art Fair Stadsgårdsterminalen, fd Birka Cruises Stockholm

Thursday 14 Oct - 19.00-21.00/ 7-9pm
Friday 15 Oct - 16.00-19.00/4-7pm

Millennium Star | Maria Norrman (SE)
In this ode to the sea and Stockholm, Millennium Star (a.k.a. Maria Norrman) will mime to Swedish schlager and revue songs from the 1930s & 40s in praise of the nautical life and life in Stockholm, albeit with a slight political edge.
Millennium Star is Maria Norrman’s drag persona, whom she performs as in different settings. This character allows her to explore an existence on the side of the gender binary where a more fluid state can exist.
Duration: 2-3h. Location: Offstage / Admiral’s Seat, 2nd floor

www.marianorrman.net

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Upcoming:

2021

8 December
In-Q, performance as Millennium Star at Inkonst, Malmö

13 December
Lecture about the Jane Avril project, Dômen Artschool, Gothenburg


2022

14-16 January
Millennium Star’s – 10 year retrospective
Members exhibition at Galleri CC, Malmö, Sweden

11 March – 10 April
Curating at Galleri CC (with Arngrímur Borgthorsson)

May-June
Residency at Cité Internationale des Arts, Paris, France



Tuesday Weld is the Rule and the Exception


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And the latest from Discoteca Flaming Star:

Discoteca Flaming Star shows the video installation Alive Hospital(y)tis as part of the group show
"On Illness, Resistance and Modes of Collective (Health) Care”

Opening: October 14, 17.00-21.00 (exhibition runs until November 14)
Location: District*Schule ohne Zentrum | Bessemerstr. 2-14 | D-12103 Berlin

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Cristina & Wolfgang


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If you will be in Paris you must go this hallowed event:

BOY WONDER
Une programmation de Sibylle de Laurens avec Robert Aldrich, James Robert Baker, Jonathan Caouette, Doris Day, Todd Haynes, Rock Hudson, Joseph H. Lewis, Brad Pitt, Mark Rappaport, Douglas Sirk, John Wayne et Charlotte Szlovak, entre autres.

Ouverture le mardi 12 octobre à 18h with films & suprises

James Robert Baker (1947-1997), réalise ses premiers films à UCLA (Université de Californie à Los Angeles). Il se fait remarquer au Gay Film Festival (aujourd’hui Frameline Film Festival) en 1978 grâce à Mouse Klub Konfidential, un court-métrage racontant l’histoire d’un enfant star du Mickey Mouse Club devenu une icône du bondage, sur fond de magouille financière entre un groupe de nazis et Walt Disney. Encore étudiant, il gagne le Samuel Goldwyn Writing Award. À sa sortie de l’école, il devient scénariste et se joint au début des années quatre-vingt à un groupe composé de vidéastes, d’acteurs et d’artistes pour créer EZTV, un centre de production et de diffusion de vidéo indépendant situé à West Hollywood. C’est dans ce cadre qu’il réalise son dernier film, véritable succès VHS, Blonde Death (1984). L’année suivante, il publie son premier roman, Adrenaline, qui le fait connaître du lectorat gay et lesbien. L’écriture de romans le pousse à abandonner son travail à Hollywood qu’il quitte non sans amertume. Fuel Injected Dreams (1986) et Boy Wonder (1988) élargiront son lectorat. Tim and Pete (1993) ancre à nouveau son œuvre dans la littérature gay. L’incompréhension du grand public face à sa critique de la gestion de la crise du sida par l’administration de Ronald Reagan et son humour noir grinçant lui ferment de nombreuses portes. En 1996 il publie sur son site internet Right Wing qui sera son dernier roman. James Robert Baker se suicide en 1997. À partir des manuscrits qu’il a laissés, son dernier compagnon fait publier deux romans posthumes :Testosterone (2000) et Anarchy (2002).

Constamment ancrées dans le paysage californien, les aventures trépidantes imaginées par James Robert Baker poussent les héros à traverser Los Angeles en Porsche à la vitesse de l’éclair et les contraints à se cacher dans les canyons surplombants les limites de la ville. Marginaux, paumés ou raides emballés dans le show-business, les personnages sont bringuebalés par l’auteur dans des scénarios rocambolesques et grotesques, inspirés par une critique au vitriol de la morale middle-class. L’amertume de l’auteur et son humour acide se retournent pourtant souvent en un quart de seconde pour donner à voir une sensibilité et un sens du drame dans sa manifestation la plus hollywoodienne. Si l’homophobie et la bigoterie de l’Amérique des années Reagan le révulse, sans résistance, il se laisse émouvoir par les objets du panthéon de la consommation de masse : une bouteille de cream soda, une comédie de Doris Day, un jus d’orange en poudre. Tour à tour pièces maîtresse de l’intrigue, repères rassurants ou réceptacles du drame, la tendresse avec laquelle il épouse la culture populaire provoque des twists à la sentimentalité déchirante.

Dans Boy Wonder, c’est Hollywood qui trinque. Que peut donner un roman écrit par un scénariste aux ambitions contrariées et évoluant au sein d’une scène de vidéastes alternatifs à West Hollywood ? Comment articule-t-il une critique viscérale de l’industrie du cinéma et une cinéphilie à toute épreuve ? Que donne la culture populaire et les blockbusters américains passés au crible d’un regard acerbe aiguisé dans le contexte contreculture gay des années quatre-vingt ? Comment se repérer dans ce référentiel mutant ? Si certaines pistes de réponses ont pu être trouvées dans le travail de traduction, la programmation tente d’exposer celles-ci à travers une sélection de films qui reprennent des motifs du roman et qui s’autorise à son tour un cocktail de mythologies américaines on the rock, servi dans un verre givré de sel.