Ordinary fetishism (4)

Después de ver este vídeo me pregunto cómo es posible que una disciplina como el “pole dancing” aún no sea deporte olímpico.

Escuchando: Live @ Porto 03/05/2008 Part II - Einstürzende Neubauten

Black Magic by Fernando Manchado

Fernando Manchado. Artista polifacético, inconformista, noctívago. Tan perfeccionista como talentoso, reúne por vez primera una muestra representativa de su obra fotográfica en este libro titulado Black Magick.

Uno de esos secretos a descubrir.

Escuchando: Buried and gone - Neither/Neither World

Ordinary fetishism (3)

Impresionante, ¿verdad? Por si alguien tiene curiosidad, éste es el blog de Morgana.

Escuchando: Blind Entchampment - Ramp

Ordinary fetishism (2)

Lise Charmel es una conocida marca de lencería francesa. Los anuncios de este tipo de productos no suelen pasar desapercibidos y no me cabe la duda de que la campaña de publicidad en exteriores que están llevando a cabo a nivel nacional está siendo efectiva. Desde luego hay que reconocer la exquisitez de sus productos, de las modelos y del trabajo fotográfico realizado.

Esta imagen en concreto que, todo sea dicho, me ha costado bastante localizar, presenta un elemento peculiar que la hace digna de análisis.

Escuchando: Far-flung tonic - Xploding Plastix

Brown Book

Tal y como proclama el Sr. Pearce en la página oficial de Death in June…

“In the stillness of a snowbound night .
Brilliant white flares drift earthwards.
The Runes are cast. Our idols are dust.
A bell is shattered. Punishment begins.
Further words would be futile.
Dead leaves scattered among your Dreams.
Listen and understand.
The ‘Heilige Tod.’
Hath Not The Soul
Descended upon
Those that are Living?”

(Extract from original 1987 Brown book press release)

Considered by some to be one of the most influential albums of all time, standing centrestage with works by The Beatles, The Velvet Underground, Bob Dylan and Joy Divison, ‘controversial’ is too trite a word to use in describing Death In June’s 1987 opus ‘Brown Book’.

Escuchando: Kleine Aster - Das Ich

Dead Girls

Today’s television schedule is crowded with crime dramas like Law and Order and CSI. Autopsies are regular fair several times a day on cable TV channels and new episodes are aired weekly. Crime dramas with forensic themes are among the most watched shows today. These show are the children and grandchildren of the early episodes of the David Lynch series “Twin Peaks”, part of ABC’s 1990 prime time lineup. It featured the dead and mostly naked body of the teenage homecoming queen Laura Palmer wrapped in plastic. During sweeps weeks today’s shows often feature plot lines about murdered call girls or models. The victims are often naked and covered just enough to make it past network censors. Murdered overweight, male accountants are never found naked.

In the course of my career I have seen quite a few real dead bodies. A body that has been sitting around outside for a few days does not look as good as the ones on CSI. I found the whole trend curious and I wondered about who the networks are trying to attract with naked, dead girls. Could there be millions of viewers in Middle America that are attracted to dead girls? I had to find out. Some of the most twisted people I know have the straightest outward appearance so I thought it might be possible. I had to figure out how to push this envelope.

In 2005 I began to shoot Dead Girls, a series of pinup model photos featuring sexy dead girls who had been raped and murdered, all staged for the photos of course. I thought that people would be outraged. There were not. People email me all the time telling me that they feel like its wrong, but the photos turn them on. Men and women alike. More girls have contacted me to model for this project than have called for anything else I have worked on. I think I have tapped into something but I don’t know what it is yet. I’ll let you know when I figure it out…..

“When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro” –HST

Fuente: Esta entrada del blog de Scott F. Lanes (fotógrafo profesional)

Y que cada cual extraiga sus propias conclusiones.

Escuchando: The blue lagoon - (r)

Ordinary fetishism (1)

Viendo el vídeo del célebre tema Umbrella de Rihanna comencé a preguntarme si sería el único que detectaba en él numerosos detalles que podrían encajarse dentro del fetichismo más tradicional; no de forma tan evidente como en el vídeo de Green Light de Beyoncé (que es un auténtico festival de látex, corsés, bailarinas, etc.), pero sí de forma bastante clara.

Ha sido un alivio comprobar que no sólo no soy el único, sino que incluso se comenta lo mismo en el recomendable blog de K. Gerlinky.

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Falaka

Have you ever heared about Bastinado?

Escuchando: The price of a good trick - David Julyan [The Prestige ost]

Obsession

¿Conocéis Hamburgo? Deberíais.

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Me temo que estoy tardando en emigrar: Sklaven Zentrale

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Clinic weekend

Night of the masks

Al más puro estilo Eyes Wide Shut…

GFB 2007

World of wicked

SECURITY & PRIVACY FOR OUR PRIVATE MEMBERS CLUB

1. EVERYONE must pre-book and provide contact details in advance. Anyone turning up on the night without pre-booking will be refused entrance to the club.
2. MEMBERS must bring their membership card with them or ID if collecting their membership cards on their first visit.
3. We will verify the contact details GUESTS give us so please ensure the information is accurate, otherwise your booking will be cancelled and you will be refused entrance to the club.
4. ALL GUESTS, including both partners of a couple, must complete and sign our membership form in advance or on arrival and provide us with FULL contact details.
5. GUESTS must bring photo ID – drivers licence or passport – and proof of address for inspection on the night.
6. Security will take digital photographs of all new people and cars (including registration numbers) for our records.
7. Phones of any kind are not allowed in the club. Babysitters or others who may need to call you in case of emergency can be given the following telephone number 07778 758888. If you bring a phone or camera into the club it will be locked away until you leave.
8. All bags will be searched and we reserve the right to search your person for phones or cameras. Female security will search female guests.
9. Everyone must arrive by 11pm.
10. The Owners and Management of the Club reserve the right to refuse admission.

¿Where?

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Schweizer Reiter

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De repente me han entrado ganas de conocer Amsterdan: Absolute Kink

Spannend!

Angel in Bondage

Catálogo de fetiches sorprendentes, entrega 1

Almirez.
(Del ár. hisp. almihrás o almihráz, y este del ár. clás. mihrās).
1. m. Mortero de metal, pequeño y portátil, que sirve para machacar o moler en él.

Diccionario RAE

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fet•ish or fet•ich noun

1. Something, especially an inanimate object, that some people revere or worship because they believe it has magical powers or is animated by a spirit
2. An object, idea, or activity that somebody is irrationally obsessed with or attached to
3. Something, for example, an inanimate object or nonsexual part of the body that arouses sexual excitement in some people

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Veamos:

http://www.diabolicaldomme.com/index2.html

Angst Club – Fetish Party set list [25/02/05]

A título personal diré que tan sólo estoy moderadamente satisfecho con mi sesión de este sábado, aunque parece ser que no disgustó. En cualquier caso, disfruté mucho la experiencia y quiero reiterar mi agradecimiento a y a por contar conmigo para esa velada, que gracias al esfuerzo de todos resultó un éxito. Y, cómo no, agradecer a todos los que mostraron con su asistencia su apoyo al funcionamiento del club y a este tipo de eventos.

Debido a distintas razones tuve que realizar cambios en mis previsiones iniciales. Nada grave, por suerte.

Tibetan music – Monastere de Gyuto – Track 1
Attrition – 12 IAE [In the nursery remix]
Ah cama sotz – Fluido mortal
Android lust – Sin
I, Parasite – Ten years
Paul Oakenfold [feat. Tiff Lacey] – Hypnotised
Stromkern – Im Traum
Athamay – Restrict and obey
Ministry – Isle of man [Version II]
Demonix – Passion, pleasure and pain [remix]
Velvet Acid Christ – Caught
Phallus dei – Slave
Architect – Beyer Dinamic
Music for bondage performance [First –and frustrated- attemp]
Faith and the muse – Porphyrogene [Laboratory X version]
Die Form – Amnestic disorder
Leaether strip – Sex dwarf [Soft Cell cover]
Marilyn Manson – I put a spell on you [Nina Simone cover]
Fetish park – Reiz
Death in Vegas – Hands around my throat [u.x.b. mix]
Nine Inch Nails – Ruiner [Rejected remix from TDS sessions ‘94]
In slaughter natives – As my shield
:wumpscut: - Torn skin
Music for bondage performance
Tarmvred – 0918.00
Pzychobitch – Sweet kiss
P.A.L. – E-Mass

Ritual

Ritual The Next Vision of Clubbing is a modern fetish club.

It was founded in 1999 by clubbing people, that bored of the Italian club scene and inspired by innovative events like Torture Garden, had a new vision of an event based on free self-expression, energy hard dancing and fetish culture.

Starting from a different approach, the word culture and the term art assume main importance in Ritual concept.

Ritual dance floor is characterized by the newest hard house techno music with some trance, without forgetting the alternative aspect with some session of pure techno –electro experimental. In a Ritual event you will also find ritualistic music as atmospherical set for dungeon area, which is based on bdsm culture performances. Ritual event is also a place for exhibitions of painters, photographers and artists of any type, and for performances of different national and international artists as bands, guest dj’s, body art artists, fetish shows, fashion shows. All of this with a particular consideration for subjects like body and sexuality.

Ritual is sometimes a dress code theme event, but it’s always a dress code event, which we encourage and consider as stimulation for fantasy and imagination.

The Ritual crowd is very unique in age and style, from 20’s to 60’s, from cyber fetish clubbers to classic fetish people.

The choice of the venue is related to the kind of party, trying to not use the same environment each event. Visuals and projections are mostly of body art and fetish culture, but with no limitation and depending on the theme of the party.

Ritual is based in Rome, Italy, with periodic parties in other main Italian cities.

Taking part to a Ritual event will make you think how a party like that can ever happen in Italy.

More info

Aviso para navegantes.-

Este sábado, al Angst.

ANCIENT FEARS AND MODERN INSTRUMENTS OF TORTURE

The morbid electronical music of DIE FORM has won a fan audience in scene circles, particularly in Germany and Japan. The man behind this brand name is the Frenchman Philippe Fichot. In parallel with his musical oeuvre Fichot has created a photographic one consisting not only of videos conceived as visual supplements for his music, but also of traditional black-and-white photographs.

Philippe Fichot is a perfectionist and the reference to tradition is vital to him, not least in terms of technique. As regards motifs, Fichot’s photos belong to the genre of a black horror poetry stretching from the romantics via surrealism to the present.

Eroticism and death, sexuality and agony, beauty and putrefaction are the dualisms Fichot presents as a union.

This “border transgression” fascinated Wiesbaden publisher Donna Klemm so intensely that she published Fichot’s photographs in a book entitled THE VISIONARY GARDEN in her Artware Edition.

Fichot’s pictures are highly artificial installations. By laboratory processing they are endowed with a patina of decay and decomposition, so that the resulting image is not longer comparable to any existing reality.

According to an ancient topos the ambivalence of eroticism and death is revealed in the beauty of the female body. To enact this ambivalence Fichot invokes the obsessions of collective consciousness. In the Ophelia motif the beautiful young corpse melts with nature. Fichot embeds the bodies in grass and herb, covers them with leaves and dissolves the contours to such an extent that the body becomes part of its surroundings. This process receives a classical note when the body is adapted to a stone environment - columns or walls.

Fichot invokes passion with a lethal outcome - which Christian religion placed under a taboo - in a draping and undraping game with white children’s clothes and a black nun’s habit which is overlaid by the witch motif and the connected torture instruments.

These are of more contemporary origin: machines, implements, chains, cords, corsets, bandages, tubes and clamps from modern intensive medicine. They visualise both the fear of the loss of physical integrity, which appears archaic and sombre in Fichot’s morbid aesthetics, as well as sexual violence fantasies. Accordingly the women appear partly innocently virginal and partly wanton and whorelike.

Pictures showing a woman and machine components in a kind of patchwork co-assembly are a special variant of Fichot’s art. The fragmentation engendered by this construction appears to the viewer as abstract image material in which the mere idea of physical unity is dissolved.

Heike MARX / Die Rheinpfalz / April 07, 1997

Fragmento

“[...] Cuando entro en el cuarto de baño, iluminado por las velas aromáticas que acabas de encender, estás ya de pie en la bañera, que se llena lentamente llenando de vaho la estancia. Cojo del estante los útiles que utilizas para rasurarte, y te los tiendo, sentándome a continuación para observarte. Procedes entonces a dejarte minuciosamente suave, como sabes que adoro, y me acerco, con las mangas remangadas, para lavar todo tu cuerpo… Tu piel blanca contrasta evocadora con la negrura de la bañera y mis manos guían de forma exhaustiva la esponja exfoliante por toda tu anatomía, no en vano la conocen a la perfección. Cuando considero que tu higiene es perfecta, dejo a un lado la esponja y acaricio tu sexo con tanta delicadeza que resulta casi imperceptible, mientras te beso una vez más, muy despacio.

Antes de que el esfuerzo por dejarte lo más limpia posible se torne inútil, tomo una de tus manos para ayudarte a salir de la bañera, y comienzo a secarte sin prisa. Tienes el pelo muy corto, estilo chico, de modo que no es necesario invertir demasiado tiempo hasta conseguir que estés bien seca.

Nos dirigimos entonces al comedor, donde esperas pacientemente mientras extiendo en la mesa de ébano un fragante mantel burdeos, sobre el cual te tiendes boca arriba con mi ayuda, brazos extendidos a lo largo del cuerpo y piernas juntas. Cierro tus ojos con una de mis manos, y percibes los pequeños sonidos que denotan el inicio de la combustión de una barrita de incienso, acompañados por un álbum de Rajna que acabo de seleccionar como acompañamiento musical para la velada que comienza.

Eres una imagen increíblemente deliciosa.

Pasan unos minutos, durante los que tratas de concentrarte en la música, hasta que percibes de nuevo mi proximidad y sientes algo frío que se posa en tu pubis. Quizás un cuenco de porcelana, grande.

Segundos después hueles algo muy próximo a tu boca. Algo familiar, difícil de confundir… sashimi, sin duda. Cuando sientes un roce frío en tus labios los entreabres ligeramente, descubriendo al liberar de los palillos la porción de pescado fresco y paladearla que se trata de anguila, con algo de salsa de soja. Voy dándote lo que calculas que es una ración completa, y limpio entonces tu boca con una servilleta de tela que, aunque no puedes ver, sabes a juego con el mantel. Llegado ese momento, retiro el cuenco que reposaba sobre ti, y acerco a tu boca algo que no logras identificar inicialmente, pero que huele a menta con gran intensidad. Cuando ese algo ligero y crujiente se posa sobre tus labios, lo capturas y tu paladar se inunda de un intenso sabor que borra todo rastro del sashimi, cosa que tampoco te importa porque se trata de una especie de pastelillo hojaldrado que nunca habías probado antes. Te limpio de nuevo con la servilleta y caen entonces en tus labios unas gotas, que al deslizarse inflaman tu lengua pues se trata de un licor muy fuerte, similar al saque.

Lo siguiente que hago es colocar uno de los palillos de madera entre tus dientes, de modo que emitir cualquier sonido se dificulta notablemente.

Y eres una imagen increíblemente deliciosa, sí. [...]“