I found a weird purple flower

Nature is great!

gothic photography by Chadwick Tyler

"Tiberius" by Chadwick Tyler.











This last photo isn't from the Tiberius project but it's so eerie that I included it anyway:

human dolls

Miquette posted these massive Blythe heads being worn by models in her Strawberry Anarchy blog,and they were so freaky and weird that I had to re-post them.

I think it's interesting to see models with doll heads, as models are kind of like dolls anyway. They're meant to be moving mannequins showing off an image, a style. Seeing them wearing doll heads just exaggerates this unreality. An unreality more perfect than the real, an ideal. I'm reading a book at the moment(Uro by Finn Skårderud -it's in Norwegian) where a psychiatrist says we don't talk about personality any longer, we talk about image. Surface.


Blythe dolls are so cute, like little perfect and fashionable people. They have no soul, but it doesn't matter as long as they have image.

I'm sure it doesn't come as a big surprise that my favourite doll is the goth doll.. :





Here's a video of the human dolls in action. It's weird to see them move:







There's more pictures of the models wearing the doll heads and info on how the doll heads were made and worn in Miquette's blog Strawberry Anarchy.



The doll heads are made by Pink Cactus Props.

paintings on clay by Cecilie Mossige

My boyfriend finds them disgusting, I think they're beautiful. For me, good art has a bit of both - ugly, dark, disgusting + beautiful, sweet, pretty.

The Holy Grail

I've knitted my first pair of socks, following the sock knitting instructions on Knitty, and designing an alien pattern for them. It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be, but knitting man-sized socks was a tedious task and not a "quick knit" as I was told it should be.

I exptected to feel really proud when I mastered the sock knitting. I was hyping it up, bragging to my friends about how proud I was going to be when I had finished my socks.



But now that I'm finished, it's a bit of an anti-climax. I thought I'd get a euphoric high, a confidence boost, a feeling of being a new and better person. But all I'm left with is a pair of socks. And they're not super natural socks with glitter sparkles and a halo of wonder and magic around them, they're just socks. I feel cheated somehow. Maybe my expectations weren't very realistic.

painting by mystery artist

Let me know if you know who this is by.

tentacle photography by Daikichi Amano

Daikichi Amano's photography has been called both art and porn. They have very strict laws in Japan that prohibits genitalia shots, and I've read that this might be why tentacle porn is so popular there, and that the tentacles serve as an obvious substitute for penises.

I see Daikichi Amano's work as art photography made by a man who happens to be interested sex. And hey, what's new with that. Sex, beauty, life&death.. they are pretty standard topics in art. And while they are standard topics, they never become out dated ones. Especially not when there's tentacles involved!








In an interview, Daikichi Amano is asked the following:

"Do your parent's know about this (the tentacle photography)?"

I'm guessing this was an email interview and that Daikichi Amano typed his answer, because his english is a little hard to understand. This is his totally entertaining answer:

"Yes, they know.

When I told that to them first, they were secured because they were introduced to my work not as criminal but as art.

Because I had strong interest in sex from the school child age, I sneaked in to the ladies' room. I knew I had been disliked by the girls in the class, and also it became impossible to take out a large amount of toy (minicar and eraser) put in the anus and I was taken to the hospital by my parents. When I wanted to experience the orgasm with the anus and the anus was groped while sitting straight, I slept as I was, and the nerve of the foot started being cut, and I was carried by the ambulance. Because I was putting inconvenience on the parents each time, I think that I was making them anxious."