This will freak the %$## out of you, guys!

or maybe not... let me know. Must play Baroque music in the background, preferably Bach.

" A kind request by Joel-Peter Witkin:

The aware know that my work is based on the need to create images of love and redemption. Most of my works are made by the collaboration with people ( the source) who know of truly unique individuals who are willing to be photographed. I give the source of the resulting photograph a gift print. The model can either be paid or receive a gift print.

I am looking for a reasonably attractive blind woman 20 to 40 years old who I can photograph nude. Both her eyes must look totally dysfunctional.

I am also looking for an attractive woman, 20 to 40 years without arms.

Will travel anywhere in the world, if need be.

Joel-Peter Witkin."



Love and Redemption (book cover)



"Shoe Fucker and Woman Who Believes She's Becoming a Camera" (1998)



"Las Meninas" (1996)

Temptations...

This one, by French Baroque artist Jacques Callot, is St. Anthony's. Mine is the Web and many of its applications.
Among other delights in my life these days, the last albums of Belle&Sebastian and The Flaming Lips. Golden!!

I moved...... for the fourth time in five months. I like to think that this is some sort of spiritual experience in not getting attached to a place... but then again, I miss Ann Arbor so much that in the end it's pure nuissance. In any case, here I am in one of the more upscale negibourhoods of Santiago, called Vitacura. For those of you not familiar, Santiago is the most spatially segregated city I know. In the center (where I used to live) it was sort of a mix, but let's say on the more lower class side, where you could get a decent lunch for about five bucks. Well now, in Vitacura, on the northern side of town (think of Billy Joel's "Uptown Girl") I don't even dare go into a restaurant for fear I will get out of there one month short on my allowance. And it's also poorly connected in terms of public transportation (since everyone has a car!! damn it!!) The usual scenario on my street is to see sixty-some ladies with lots of experience in cosmetic surgery (trust me, LOTS!) walking their minuscule purebreed dogs. Yuck! Also, domestic employees in neat domestic uniforms walking the rich babies in strollers on their way to the supermarket. What I feel in those moments I try to understand as a masochistic desire for experience. In any case, to counteract the daily injections of cuico-ness (cuico is translated freely as upscale, but with a strong derogatory tinge to it) I decided to opt for the visual abject. The musical group (if you can even call it that), which will serve as abject catarsis in this case is called "Los picantes" with the hit single "Falso Amor". Non-Spanish speakers, get yourself a translator, it's really worth it (even though there is a lot of--low class, I would not have it any other way--chilean slang). Another warning, this is not delicate entertainment, so not for the faint-hearted. Enjoy!


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