The post I wrote related to Larry Clark encouraged me to keep on writing on some other photographers whose work makes a mark upon me.
I told you that I prefer the filth and the decadence, rather than the cuteness and the beauty, or better said, the innocent and childish beauty. In fact, I’m quite tired of this attitude as a way of life. I will develop this anti-cuteness feeling I have someday soon.
Avoiding to start comparing one artist to the other, I’ll mention Larry Clark once, just to make a point. His style deals with decadent reality, showing extreme scenes, plenty of nasty sex, drugs, and trailer-park current stories. His reality is so real, we do not feel attached to it, although is not so distant to our so called normal lives.
Ellen Von Unwerth, the photography icon I’m talking about tonight, is also extreme, but in a different level and environment.
Very attached to the world of fashion, as she used to modeling before starting her role as a photographer, her work is clearly based on the female eroticism, delivering captures of gorgeous women at the height of their sensuality.
Her photos have been published not only in the most important fashion magazines, such as Vogue, Elle, but also in other established ones, as for instance Vanity Fair, or The Face.
Many celebrities have posed under her command, from Claudia Schiffer to Drew Barrymore, always showing some halo of depravation and making them look absolutely irresistible.
The German photographer has already published seven books, and has also taken the role of director filming few short length pieces for fashion desingers, and directing several videoclips.
Von Unwerth’s women are too extreme,pose is completely forced and planned, makeup is challenging, and the contrast enhances the effect of the capture.
There’s no innocence, not cuteness, the power of sex and sensuality to their utmost, provoking the viewer as to have a reaction, finally end into a collection of hot pictures, close to the bizarre and fetishism, and the role of punishment and reward. I honestly love the idea of powerful women, nasty and somehow devil, exploiting their sensuality to achieve anything.
High heels, fishnet stockings, sensual underwear, nudity, ropes, whips… I cannot help but thinking of Eric Stanton and his bizarre depiction of women, as the ultimate punishers. Yep, some day I will also talk about him.
How did I know from Ellen Von Unwerth? Since I opened my Tumblr account (I cannot considerate it a blog, but a kind of public dashboard), I’m developing one of the most entertaining of my past times, which is, surf the net in search of images worth enough posting. I’ve realized that, to feed my hunger for culture and wisdom, I’m constantly stimulating the two principal senses, sight and hearing, and the images, the captures, constantly moving and renewing, are an essential source of knowledge.
This was the picture that made me feel interested in the artist and start searching for more.
Doesn’t she remind you of Mia Wallace? In my mind same question pops up when observing this capture: what’d happened to Mia Wallace at home, after all the heart kicktarting incident?
Hope you like this little taste of Von Unwerth’s amazing portfolio.