THE GAY BUFFET
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I'm K. Artist, musician, photographer. I'm always looking for new things and people to photograph. My self-portraits present a persona, but there is some truth there, too.
Images are neutral. What you see, depends on what you bring.
"Rhythm is both the song’s manacle and its demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand.
“What do you still want of me?” says the singer.
“What do you think you can still draw from my lips?”
“Exact presence that no fantasy can represent purveyor of the oldest secret alive with the blood that boils again and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer’s blood is incensed at the depth of sound.”
Lacerations echo in the mouth’s open erotic sky - where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring im/mobility. The voice is slow, heavy, like the voice of a woman awakening from a time of betrayal. A voice like the slow rising, the slow opening of the dark. (…the impression is of moving in the shadows of syllables.)
Words are inside breath, as the earth is inside time… enslaved to its rhythms. The singer’s body finds its release in such confinement.
A voice of non-participation: not so much a song for any “you” as the ruthless solicitation of disappointment, of disappointment’s immense pleasures… a maniacally glacial position taken up on the outermost limits of expectation. A perfect dissinulation: unabridged violence of the voice affirming a subjugated state. Annihilating rhythm."
Stroke for your country!
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My dream man…
Always automatically awake so early.
True doggie style. Knotted up like a true bitch. Love when dominant fuckers beast out.
"Sport, this is what you were made for.”
sunday afternoon with daddy
Yeah boy I’m getting close…daddy is getting close. Tell daddy what a little slut faggot you are.
I’m your dirty little cum whore daddy. I need every drop that comes out of your cock…all your cum inside my guts daddy. I’m yours to use.
Here is comes boy…
When a bro wants to show he belongs with us.
From the series: Yes, I’m a gooner.
Young gooner stud gooning in his bathroom. Some would like to be him, some would like to be gooning with him.
From the series: Yes, I’m a gooner & Tongue Out.
Butch alpha gooner surrendering to his cock. His cock is much smaller than the rest of his body, but so much more powerful than himself and even a whole army of soldiers. Bow to your cock, gooner.
From the series: So deep in my goon & I contort my face when I goon.
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