BROADLY: San Francisco, New York, Washington DC, and New Orleans are four of the biggest gay party meccas in America, yet the cities’ lesbian bars keep shutting down. Why are lesbian bars dying while gay male clubs continue to thrive? Is it because of rising rent prices, the stereotype of lesbians moving in after the first date, the rise of the trans rights movement, or something more complex? Broadly host JD Samson travels across America to find the answer.
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By Sian Ballen & Lesley Hauge
Photographs by Jeff Hirsch
Does the St. Mark’s Place railroad apartment belonging to Beauregard Houston-Montgomery qualify as a period piece? People in New York don’t live like this any longer, utterly, even vulnerably, themselves amid the accumulated evidence of a lifetime’s fascination with something unconventional—in this case dolls and dollhouses. Beauregard’s particular interest is in more contemporary dolls and, especially their accessories. It occurred to us later, after talking to him, that by charting the changes and the ever-expanding line of accessories belonging to Barbie, Bratz and American Girl, the history of post-war American life can itself be told. A photographer, archivist and writer, he has written a memoir, “Dollhouse Living” (Fotofolio Inc.) accompanied by his own strange and moody photographs of dollhouse interiors, which he bases on old films of the 1950s and 1960s. READ THE Q&A HERE @ NEW YORK SOCIAL DIARY
Introducing Michael Sanderson’s debut print series: Constellation Park. The 12 signs of the Zodiac conceptualized as sexy woodsmen. 16″x20″ fine art prints, signed and editioned for sale at his newly launched online shop: http://shop.michaelsanderson.co/
“To me, rimming is the most charismatic sex act. Something about combining the face, which is the body’s most telling and detailed part, with the ass, which is a similarly compelling body part but for opposite reasons—given its plainness and inexpressiveness, its lowly status as a seat cushion and waste-disposal machine, contrasted with its high status as a sex object and aesthetic high point on the body—fascinates me. The way the face and ass affect each other physically and technically during the act of rimming has an emotional charge and is choreographically interesting. In the moment of exploring someone’s ass, you know things that the recipient can’t know because, due to the way the body is constructed, the ass and asshole are hardly available to their owner. You can handle and finger them, but even to see them properly requires the use of mirrors and awkward poses. When you rim someone, you’re getting to know him intimately in a way he can’t know himself. You can be entirely alone with him, unwatched, his judgment unknown and abstract. You have power over him and, at the same time, the act has subservient associations—“you can kiss my ass,” et cetera—so you’re worshipping him as well.” – Dennis Cooper (Paris Review)
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