Thursday, March 13, 2014

Un Joven Dios Costarriqueño

 



















As with so many other gods, he's known by many names, and never by his true one.  You'll see him called Mator at one place and Theron or Jorge at another.  He looks very much like a good old friend of mine from Yucatan (when that friend was young;) but I have it on questionable authority that he resides in and hails from Costa Rica.  It should not matter, as he's omnipresent.











 




 
Those are the names of his women tattooed on his chest; and yet for sufficient cash he's open to pretty much anything in the way of sex (within reason.)  Handcuffs, dildos, underwear stuffed in his mouth: none of it has the power to degrade him.  It is all simply a test of his beguiling strengths.  When his friend fucks him hard, he smiles and laughs.  He knows how to make the most of the situation he finds himself in.




 

















Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Sunday Night Posers





These are some more of those Sunday Night Posing Session photographs that were shot in the early sixties by Jack Smith and company.  The ones presented here represent both the earliest and latest made visible to the world (through the magic of Commerce and Public Relations, two things Jack rightly loathed.)  Among the assembled guest performers, one is apt to recognize the recurring countenances of Francis Francine, Mario Montez, Joel Markman, Marian Zazeela, Reese Haire, Arnold Rockwood, and Jack Smith himself.











Sunday, March 2, 2014

The Borrowed Tambourine Production Stills of the Stars of Cinemaroc-North African-Nikelodeon

These photos, of course, are not images that appear in the film No President, but production stills carefully composed using the performers costumed for filming in related though original tableau.  I wish I could find more of the photographs from this round of shooting sessions.  I don't have many and as one can see there are plenty of duplicates here, although Jack or his minions printed them in a variety of ways.  The only models used here whose names I know for certain are Mario Montez and Irving Rosenthal.  I just couldn't resist posting these as a group, in spite of having other images and texts that would better represent the troubles we collectively must face presently, but I 've been enjoying the work I've been doing getting these pictures ready for copying in paint and felt that I should share them first.