Category: sex
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kafka metro tram
Quadrio Shopping Center, Národní třída, Prague The “moving head” of Franz Kafka (#1), installed outside the Quadria Center in 2014, is by the artist David Černý. The text in image #7 translates as “love somehow doesn’t always triumph over liars or over money” – a pointed allusion to Václav Havel’s slogan “Truth and love must…
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red zone
#1 Café Slavia, Prague #2 Philadelphia, April 2008 #3-4 Diana, New York, April 2008 #5 Prague, September 2015 Beijing, April 2012 Languedoc (Pézenas + Agde), September 2011 #1-2 Agde, September 2011 #3 Malacca, January 2006 #4-6, Calgary, 2016-17 #1 + 6 Calgary 2017 #2-5 New Orleans, April 2010 Calgary, 2017-18 #1-2, New York, January 2011…
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window shopping #4 (Paris)
Surrealism has always courted accidents, welcomed the uninvited, flattered disorderly presences. What could be more surreal than an object which virtually produces itself, and with a minimum of effort? An object whose beauty, fantastic disclosures, emotional weight are likely to be further enhanced by any new accidents that might befall it? It is photography that…
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the color purple
loosely interpreted, on a scale of pinkish mauve to mood indigo New Zealand, October-December 2000 (#1-2 Auckland #3 Devonport #4 Kaeo #5 Kaitaia) New Zealand, October-December 2000 (#1 Napier #2 Rawene #3 Wellington #4-6 Whangerei) #1 Florence #2-4 Rome January-March 2001 #5 San Francisco April 2002 San Francisco, April 2002 Los Angeles, April 2002 #1-2…
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if walls could talk #3
Some walls are alive, blood flows in them, red warm blood pulsates under the thin layer of plaster in the stones … Sometimes when I walk around some wall, I remember the wall that lives in my fantasy, and I am fearful … Mikuláš Medek, diary entry, 13 April 1951 I was in Athens in…
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if walls could talk #2
Some walls are alive, blood flows in them, red warm blood pulsates under the thin layer of plaster in the stones … Sometimes when I walk around some wall, I remember the wall that lives in my fantasy, and I am fearful … Mikuláš Medek, diary entry, 13 April 1951 I was in Athens in…