the desire to destroy a thing because it is beautiful is a rusty nail sticking into the side of your heart and the sooner that nail is removed the clearer your own future will be
Im glad you survived the flood. But my reasons for that are probanly mixed. I’m a closeted non-binary too chickenshit to come out the closet. I’m just plain ol jealous of you. Talent and guts! This shit sours me, makes me want to be like those assholes in that review. I dont know why im telling you this or why i do anything. Just glad in a bitter sort of way that one of ‘us’ is getting some of what she wants. Talent is such a shit way to divide the world: randomly unless theres karma.
the desire to destroy a thing because it is beautiful is a rusty nail sticking into the side of your heart and the sooner that nail is removed the clearer your own future will be
Une femme fait du shopping dépourvue de culotte, place Vendôme. Deux filles se caressent en étendant le linge, le jour de lessive. Sept filles se font plaisir, se pâment en extase sous leurs caresses. Une autre s’essaye à la soumission.
Depuis trois ou quatre années maintenant, Apollonia Saintclair poste, quasi quotidiennement, des illustrations sur Instagram, Tumblr et Twitter. Ce sont des vignettes érotiques, dont les hommes sont les grands absents, et que l’on reçoit à la façon d’une carte postale matinale. Elles nous rappellent au désir, dès l’aube, par leur façon subite de mettre en scène les mouvements les plus violents en nous.
Aux frontières de l’intime et du scandaleux
Pourtant, ce sont des images d’une grande douceur de trait (ce trait qui rappellera celui de Manara, de Moebius ou de Guido Crepax). En légende, il y a toujours ces titres, mystérieux, doux : d’abord en français, suivis d’une parenthèse en anglais qui n’est pas forcément sa traduction littérale, plutôt son commentaire poétique.
Ce va-et-vient dessine encore un jeu supplémentaire entre l’intime et le scandaleux, entre le désir d’en rire et celui de se choquer soi-même. Apollonia Saintclair, il semblerait, vit en Suisse. Elle (si tant est qu’elle soit une fille) répond aux e-mails avec beaucoup de timidité, rougit quand on lui fait des compliments (elle dit “des fleurs”) mais préfère, plutôt que de devenir célèbre, préserver son intimité. Apollonia Saintclair n’existe pas. (…)
1.) The One
“This is also inside the abandoned power
plant in Budapest. It’s an impressive place, with a huge sense of scale,
abandoned machinery everywhere and a strong, haunting atmosphere. I
felt like I was in a science fiction movie, and wanted to create my own
world.”
2.) Lost in Space “This image is the result of 180 kilometres
of off-road driving in the Kazakhstan desert, followed by 45 kilometres
of walking in a highly restricted area. We arrived and there they were;
two relics of the Soviet space race in a huge abandoned warehouse. It
may be the single most epic scene I’ve discovered since picking up a
camera.”
3.) The Lost Era
“This is the Buzludzha monument itself. I
decided to explore the monument at night, defying the thick fog wrapping
the mountain, to experience a close encounter of the third kind!”
4.) The Mothership
“Linnahall is a former concert hall in
Tallinn, Estonia. With a two minute exposure, I could reveal the
architecture of the place, which otherwise sat in darkness. To me, it
almost looks like a spaceship.”
5.) High Frequency
“This picture was taken in a disused
experimental power facility near Moscow, which was closely guarded by
half a dozen dogs. After a little persuasive discussion, the caretaker
let us in.”
6.) Time Capsule
“In Budapest, I also explored this
derelict train graveyard. Located in the middle of an active train
depot, I felt like a child escaping reality to walk for a few hours in
an imagined world of steel monsters.”
7.) Don’t Fall
“This is a strange structure I found near
Sofia, in Bulgaria. The building seemed to be pulling me in. With this
image, I wanted to express something impossible, like the work of
Escher.”
