It's nice to hear some of what you've been thinking, catsidhe, and that you're nolonger in the throes of a man-cold (to quote M)! Haven't seen any movies since The Big Move. Very jealous. Bill Henson's photographs are beautiful, eerie, unsettling - pubescent bodies can be beautiful (they're what we're culturally used to seeing as the ideal in the media - flat bellies, little up-tilted breasts and all) ugly and awkward, or disturbing because they both remind us of what we're not anymore and that they're on the thresh-hold of desire themselves and of being desirable. Aesthetically, I like his work, and it creates big gut and head responses in people, which is what good art should do. We project our feelings about youth onto the images, and then talk about what we think we see.
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Haven't seen any movies since The Big Move. Very jealous.
Bill Henson's photographs are beautiful, eerie, unsettling - pubescent bodies can be beautiful (they're what we're culturally used to seeing as the ideal in the media - flat bellies, little up-tilted breasts and all) ugly and awkward, or disturbing because they both remind us of what we're not anymore and that they're on the thresh-hold of desire themselves and of being desirable. Aesthetically, I like his work, and it creates big gut and head responses in people, which is what good art should do. We project our feelings about youth onto the images, and then talk about what we think we see.