1. nottaylersmith:

    MOST IMPORTANT UGLY

    April 25, 2014 ­ July 25, 2014 American Two Shot
    135 Grand street, NYC Opening Reception: April 25th, 6:00­-9:00pm

    Hello friends and friendly strangers –

    If you know me at all, you know I live and breathe both makeup and memories – the stories that lipstick can tell you and the people who wear them help me wake up in the morning. Call it shallow or call it survival. I’d consider it more the latter and it’s the heart of Most Important Ugly.

    What exactly should you expect? In essence,
    it’s a series of 13 portraits that negotiate the
    sitter’s stories of alienation and presentation,
    memories and disremembering. In order to sit
    for their photo to be taken, I asked each muse
    a series of questions about shame, safety,
    power, family and beauty. This series of
    questions is called “Therapy Sessions in Sephora,” a reference to the place where I came up with the questions and the place where the ideas for this project began to unfold.

    This project discusses anxiety and queer marginalization, revealing the monsters that are hidden inside of us when we are taught what we are is not enough, or is too much, or that it shouldn’t exist at all. It is a presentation of the resistance of marginalized people and how makeup can bring out the best in you: it’s just that the best is not always what is expected, or the most beautiful, or the most kind. Most Important Ugly tells the story of Monster Culture and the everyday heroes that it breeds. The heroes are my friends in the queer community, my readers, our friends. Non­binary beauties, trans friends, queer and questioning people we know and love all came together to sit for this project and it is their stories that we have the honor to share in these photographs. Gertrude Stein once wrote: “Give me new face new faces new faces I have seen the old ones.” This is our response to this idea of a beauty culture where we do not belong.

    There are 13 portraits in the installation. There will also be a Limited Edition zine (Edition of 100 copies) detailing our process and monster culture, and it will include the original questions asked of each sitter. That way, you can learn what your Most Important Ugly is, too.

    Much love,
    Arabelle

    Arabelle Sicardi is a fashion and beauty writer & artist with the popular feminist fashion blog, Fashion Pirate. She is on staff at Rookie Magazine, the online teen magazine founded by Tavi Gevinson, and has also contributed to Teen Vogue, Refinery29, Autostraddle, and Lucky. She was most recently profiled in the New York Times for her work in creating communities of Self­Empowerment and in PAPER Magazine online as a personal style blogger the magazine is obsessed with.

    Tayler Smith is a photographer with a focus on fine art portraiture, currently attending her second year at The School of Visual Arts. She was named one of the Frist Museum’s “Young Tennessee Artists” of 2012 and has since contributed to Inconnu Magazine, Motive Magazine and Autostraddle. This is her first public exhibition.

    For contact information, please email Arabelle at arabelle@fashionpirate.net

    PHOTOS SHOWN ABOVE: 
    Indigo Nelson, 2014
    Melissa Fan, 2013
    Tyler Ford, 2013
    Hari Nef, 2014

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  2. virare:

    Ali Michael by Petra Collins for Oyster #104

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  3. fizzly:

    While in the lavatory on a domestic flight in March 2010, I spontaneously put a tissue paper toilet cover seat cover over my head and took a picture in the mirror using my cellphone. The image evoked 15th-century Flemish portraiture. I decided to add more images made in this mode and planned to take advantage of a long-haul flight from San Francisco to Auckland, guessing that there were likely to be long periods of time when no one was using the lavatory on the 14-hour flight. I made several forays to the bathroom from my aisle seat, and by the time we landed I had a large group of new photographs entitled Lavatory Self-Portraits in the Flemish Style.

    what the ever loving fuck. this is truly beautiful.

    (Source: ninakatchadourian.com)

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  4. THE DISCOVERY THAT MADE A PLAIN GIRL BEAUTIFUL!

    THE DISCOVERY THAT MADE A PLAIN GIRL BEAUTIFUL!

    the girl was standing behind the counter at the coffee shop. she was plain, with short, brown hair. her plain face blank as her hands moved quickly, glancing up, reading orders off a screen, scribbling on cups and pressing buttons, dumping sugar and cream and scalding hot coffee in.

    THE DISCOVERY THAT MADE A PLAIN GIRL BEAUTIFUL!

    naked, she wasn’t much. skinny in a meager way, always looking a little drawn in on herself, like she was hugging herself to squeeze smaller. her skin pale, sallow, with splotches of red, pimply, dark body hair. Plain.

    THE DISCOVERY THAT MADE A PLAIN GIRL BEAUTIFUL!

    The music. The music!
    Like a key that unlocks a room in your house you’ve never seen, like the few minutes the sun and the earth align just right to transform the river into molten gold. Like a knife in the metaphorical chest, she blinds. Moving so suddenly, with such emotion, a current passing through her like electricity and suffusing the atmosphere with a breathtaking buzz. From her pours a story, a human experience, a familiar and new feeling. She might laugh carelessly or finish with tears, at each moment soaring higher and higher above you.

    THE DISCOVERY THAT MADE A PLAIN GIRL BEAUTIFUL!

    I don’t give the stars a second thought. I’m glad they’re there, but I usually sleep while they shine. I suppose in some other place and time each of those pin pricks is an unfathomably mighty god of light.

     

  5. A prayer to myself

    I thank myself for me.

    I am my own God.

    I take my words as precious gifts. I see my spirit as holy.

    I appreciate my existence. Thank you for being here today, me.

    I honor and respect though I do not completely understand myself.

    There is something magic about my presence.

    I can see the flow of my energy arriving, but from where is it originating?

    But I am glad that there is mystery, it makes easier to revere myself.

    Thank you me, you have given me everything I need to love myself.

    I may fail from time to time, I would gratefully accept your forgiveness for my moments of weakness.

    Thank you me, amen.

     

  6. wow i’m so inspired!

    i’m so motivated!

    i can’t believe what i’m capable of! i can’t believe what powers lay dormant in me!

    imagine all the things i could do! imagine!

    i am just a blinding, white-hot point of potential energy!

    cutting through space and time like a laser!

    wow!

    i can’t wait to exercise my newly found creative joy.

    i’ll start next week.

     
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  8. what was this?

    a bottle washed up on the shore of

    my consciousness folds over itself in waves

    a tapestry

    telling a history, but fraying, and patching

    a message!

    what was this?

    i had forgotten

    or guess i didn’t lose, but just left behind

    it makes me creep with fear

    are those my footprints in the sand?!

    what are the limits of this ocean?

    but i stroll on, weaving niblets into my quilt as i

    jump like a bit of foam at the crest of two meeting waves

    and scribble down a message,

    who cares if i forget how to translate it back?

    and toss the bottle back into the rolling sea.

     

  9. I DON’T CARE ABOUT YOUR THESAURUS

    I DON’T CARE ABOUT YOUR FUCKING VOCABULARY

    I DON’T CARE ABOUT YOU NOSE-UP FINGER TWIRLING

    I DON’T CARE ABOUT YOUR FUCKING DICTIONARY.

    FUCK YOU, AND YOUR FUCKING THESIS

    I DON’T CARE IF YOU UNDERSTAND THE WORLD

    YOU’RE TALKING TO THE MICE THAT LIVE UNDER THE WALL

    AND YOU WON’T DIE ANY LESS PATHETICALLY THAN ALL OF US.

     
  10. (Source: showslow, via baegod)