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We’re only 20 once, and looking back, I understand why they say it’s one of the best time of your life. You’re full of hope about your future, there are tons of wonderful experiences ahead of you that you cannot even imagine. I wish we never lost that childlike sense of wonder we have when we’re 20. For most of us, it’s a time we haven’t been corrupted yet, it’s a time where we’re still naive and only at the entrance of that maze called adulthood.

A young friend of mine asked me if I could add him to the series. He’s a beautiful and kind hearted young man, he’s like a little ray of sunshine everywhere he goes. I hope he never looses that sweetness. Unfortunately with age and bad experiences, life can turn that sweetness into bitterness. Life is never as easy as we imagine it’s going to be when we’re 20. There will be joy, there will be pain, but ultimately it builds you into the person you are. Your core will never change. But experience will make you different in many ways.

I’m 29 now, and when I think of me in my 20’s,  I smile and can’t believe how much I’ve changed. I’ve always been a mature and a goal driven person,  but I used to be so much more easily offended and naive back then.  I think I changed the most when I was between 23 and 25. Lots can happen in a year or two. The years go by fast, and if I can give one piece of advice, it would be; “Make it count”. Use your time wisely, because the energy  and passion we have at that age is pretty unique. When comes failures and disappointments along with successes we set for ourselves, it becomes harder and harder to put that incredible energy into everything we do.

So to my young friends I’ll say this; live, work as hard ans you can, but enjoy every moment, even the tough ones, one day you will look back on them and smile. Because you will have learnt so much from it. Love as much as you heart can carry, there is no reason to hold back when we’re young and far from any obligation of settlement. And even though that’s something I wish never had to change. Eventually society’s forces up to ask ourselves these stupid questions once we reach a certain point in our lives; “Am I ready for a lifetime with that person? Do I make enough money to have a family? Am I ready for this?”

I wish we never let our young idealism go, when we love and do things with spontaneity, without care for the future. I think we should never let it burden us. Of course we need to be responsible and being ingenue doesn’t mean you can act selfishly all your life.

When I was 20 I used to be very annoyed with people my age. Now I look at them with a motherly affection and much more patience than I had even a couple years ago. I can excuse a lot from someone in his early 20’s. They’re still children in my eyes on so many levels. But I’m no so forgiving with people in their 30’s. Ironically we live in a society were most men are nothing but 35 years old boys.

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There is that wonderful French song that defines perfectly what it’s like to be when you’re 20. I remember when I listen to it back then I didn’t really understood the words, not as clear as I see them now as a 29 year old adult.

“For all burden, you have twenty years behind you.
When you Love, it’s for a Lifetime
That Life that last the time of a cry

When you love it’s till Death
You often die, then you go out
You go smoke a cigarette
Love you take it, and then you junk it”

I feel like I died many times in the past 10 years, we are reborn every year with each new experience. With a new outlook on life, with great joy, and great pain. We learn to be alone. With time, everything fades, it’s perfectly ok and fine. But That’s why it’s so important to seize these moments and never be afraid of taking risks, especially with your emotions. Because all can be gone so abruptly. Everything will be gone eventually.

With time, the faces, the tenderness, the bitterness, the excruciating pain, the laughs, the tears… with time they all dissipate, and everything becomes fine…

till soon~

D

 

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I reached 350 Polaroids, after the last post I felt I was done with the Polaroids series. Here is the last Polaroid #350.

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I was trying to grasp that peculiar moment that happened last summer, when the person you  love finally let go of their doubts and fears and take a risk to tell you how they feel. It’s always hard to be true to your feelings, understand them, and even more, express them. It can be so hard sometimes to let the words out because you’re so scared of the person reaction. Or you’re self conscious about the consequences of those words. But when the fear is gone, there is just that incredible sense of unique completion, complicity and warm, that only someone you truly love can give you.

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I actually cried a lot when I was done drawing those two. I feel at the end of my rope when it comes to the Polaroids. I’ve been doing all these as a sort of outlet for my sorrow, and it allowed me to capture moments that won’t pain me so strongly in a year from now. I’m therefore glad I managed to capture them. But I’d like to not feel the need to do them anymore. And I thought those were a perfect way to end it.

I know I could do another 50 and have 400… But as of now, I’d like to focus on getting all these in galleries, the 350 are meant to be shown and sold as ONE unique piece and I have a body of work important enough that now I feel the need to get it out there and try to sell it. I’m currently working on making limited lifesized print of a collage of all the polaroids.

I’m a little sad it’s the end of an era, 3 years, almost 4, working on this series. But I’m excited about the next stage.

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Now it doesn’t mean the end of Love’s a Bitch. Just the Polaroids. I’m thinking of taking things into a new direction. I’m starting working on a new project called “Love at War” which seems a logical route. It’s an idea for an epic animated tale, for all audience. But I’m thinking of making “deleted scenes” where we could see the two main characters get intimate. What if cartoon characters had sex? I always wondered… I’m sure there is porn out there available for that but I’d like to keep it erotic and just more about love than “just” about sex.

till next time….

~D

 

Here are a couple of Polaroids set, some Portraits and some Body parts.

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I do portraits once in a while, it’s always hard to nail someone’s expression but I think I did a good job here. For this set I was interested in juxtaposing my 3 most recent lovers and see if I see something different about them. And I have to say it’s quite interesting… I’m obviously attracted to a specific type. What strikes me the most in the features are the eyes.

On a fun note, those three together make a PhD…. Does that mean I graduated? I sure still over-think everything. However those relations brought me to a point in my life where I know where I stand, I know what I need and won’t be so trusting nor kind anymore. It’s sad when being “too giving” becomes a burden and a source of pain. But then again I’m known for being good at making work about the feel of being lost and misunderstood. So maybe my curse as an artist is not to be able to be careless enough, but on the up side it allows me to create intimate and honest work.

BodiesI’m very happy about how these 2 turned out. When you fall asleep or awake next to your lover you always take time to gaze upon their bodies, you try to memorize every line, every beauty spot. It’s one of those rare peaceful moment where you can meditate and do not think about anything but the present moment, and the body lying next to you and how much you care about them.  At least for me.

I should do more of those body parts, they translate well the nostalgia and melancholia of lost loves.

till soon…

~ D

Here are a couple of larger scale Polaroids. Pushing a little the graphic on that first one. I recently read that blog about how people we come to love eventually become strangers. Not because we forget about them but because we decide to make them stranger to our life. It’s sad how someone you were so close to indeed suddenly becomes a stranger, the connection you once share becomes nothing but a memory. We live our lives knowing that the person you once love has become nothing but another lost face in the crowd. When in fact you use to know them on a deeper level than any of their friends. The vision you have of a person within the confine bedroom is very different from when you are outside socializing. Uncovering a person in the intimacy can be scary, for some people it’s hard to let the other in, but when you’re comfortable you really do come to see them under a very unique light. And that knowledge will never be lost.

On another note, I’m also considering more and more starting to work on a music video for Love is A Bitch and do a nice animated piece using the Polaroids. I still have to find a technique I’m happy with thought.

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I’m tired so I’ll close this on a Verlaine’s poem;

Memory with Twilight glows
And trembles on the fiery horizon
Of burning Hope that shrinks and grows
Like some mysterious partition
Where the flowers in profusion
– Dahlias, lilies, tulips and marigolds –
Fly round a trellis in their circulation
Among the heady exhalation
Of heavy perfumes, whose warm poison
– Dahlias, lilies, tulips and marigolds –
Drowning my senses, soul and reason,
Mingles in their immense confusion
Memory with Twilight’s glows.

Till soon…

~ D

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Here is another medium size Polaroid #326 entitle “Post Love”… although it could be Post Spanking.

This one is just about some of these little moments where you feel comfortable in a relationship and even though you’re not doing anything special with your lover, you’re genuinely happy.

If you could swallow a drug that would erase certain memories would you take it? It’s sometimes tempting to think about erasing any memories that makes you unhappy.  But unfortunately most of those memories that make you sad or nostalgic are also happy memories. I would want change or have it any other way, I will live with the memories, sometimes they will pain me, sometimes they will just make me smile.

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That’s all for this one. Much more Polaroids to come…. I’ll close with a song that’s always good to hear when your sweetheart is around, especially on Sundays

till next time.

~ D

 

I’ve been thinking about pushing further the Polaroids recently graphically without shocking. Show the most intimate moments without being overly pornographic. Real sex is nothing like pornography anyway. And when it’s done right with someone you care about it’s just something else.

Sexuality has been so banalized these days it’s sad to see people treating sex on the same level as eating a piece of pie. I personally privilege quality over quantity. And with the right partner you should have sex every single day. Different partners every week and casual fuck can never bring one to a level of comfort were both partners can be fully enjoying each other’s body. It’s however not that easy to find suitable sexual partner. If you’re honest about it.

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Sex is all about trust, without trust you can’t fully give yourself to another person and thus have a fulfilling experience. Some guys however develop enough skills to make girls feel trusting and then abuse of that trust, which is just wicked. And vice versa for women who manage to manipulates men using sex. But I have to admit it is quite a skill some people develop.  It’s not sincere of them but then again honesty seems to become a more and more rare virtue just like romanticism.

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I’ll shut up now and let you ponder on this, much more Polaroids coming…

~ D

Here’s another large Polaroid, 11×15″ special for Valentine’s Day. It’s entitled “Shift” after the Grizzly bear song that was playing that night, exactly a year ago from now.

Some moments or people are associated with songs, I can remember precisely what I was doing with whom when I hear certain songs. Sometimes it makes me feel sad, sometimes I’m just happy I’m able to remember so vividly these long gone memories…. Oceania by Bjork, Stuck in the Middle with You by Stealers Wheels, What if we could by Trent Reznor& Atticus Ross, recently Shift by Grizzly Bear and Holocene by Bon Iver, are some examples of songs I associate with specific moments and specific people in my life.

For some reason, when listening to Shift,  I always hear “And when you  call I’ll be gone” when the actual lyrics are;

Baby, I’ve got silver and I’ve got gold
But when push comes to shove, this is getting old
I wouldn’t have it any other way
No, I wouldn’t have it any other way
And when you call I’ll be there
There…
I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Is my subconscious scared the person I care about won’t be there when I need him? Or is it I who won’t be there when they finally call?

SHIFTI’ll close on my favorite song from last year; Skinny Love by Bon Iver:

Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt, we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

Tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in this moment this order’s tall

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind

In the morning I’ll be with you
But it will be a different kind
I’ll be holding all the tickets
And you’ll be owning all the fines

Come on skinny love, what happened here?
Suckle on the hope in lite brassieres
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full, so slow on the split

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind

And now all your love is wasted
And then who the hell was I?
And I’m breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?

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I still wouldn’t have it any other way….

Till next time…

~ D