Jerry | Starla Bontecou | 2010

Goggles | Starla Bontecou | 2010

Starla Bontecou as a child | Starla Bontecou | TransCanadada Motorway Services | 2010

Kids with Beards:
a meditation on wisdom by Starla Bontecou as part of TransCanadada Motorway Services.
(5.5 x 8.5 inch zine)
Cover:

Excerpts:

Frédérique | Starla Bontecou | 2010

The Gentleman | Starla Bontecou | 2010

A Wash | Starla Bontecou | 2010

What?

George Brecht | Chair Event

My current obsession: sensory deprivation/ dream poetics by damian lopes.

Perhaps it’s my love of gruesome fetish, or just my lust for gappy-toothed models like Lara Stone, but I love last year’s La Fiction Noir editorial spread in Vogue Paris by Steven Klein. This PG selection really makes me wonder how delicious this shoot could have been. Blood, bondage, and face-paint with a minor in [...]

Joseph Beuys, 1970.

I met award-winning avant-garde composer/Professor Ted Dawson just over year ago in February 2009 at the opening of the Permeate Exhibit at the Music Gallery in Toronto, an art show exploring intersections between music and visual art. Before then, I knew nothing of avant-garde visual notation (I still can’t say I’ve performed any, though I [...]

“She was one of the dreaded ‘Cat People’ - doomed to slink and prowl and court by night . . . fearing always that a lover’s kiss might change her into a snarling, clawing KILLER!”
This B-movie from 1942 is too good to be true…

I’d throw a stick for you.

Made for Living | Starla Bontecou | 2010

I started a new fashion blog. Lord knows I don’t need another goddamn weblog, but I talk about fashion enough to warrant a place where I can keep my button ramblings. I also wanted to use a picture that I made of dog-headed women in design somewhere, so voila!

Carnaval Carnival | Starla Bontecou | 2010

“What’s this? What’re the antagonists doing here - infiltrating their own audience? Well, they’re not, really. It’s somebody else’s audience at the moment, and these nightly spectacles are an appreciable part of the darkside-hours life of the Rocket-capital. The chances for any paradox here, really, are less than you think.”

Zak Smith, did it eat [...]

Meet the Family | Starla Bontecou | 2010

Repulsion: Roman Polanski, 1965. Deneuve is a smokin’ babe, but totally a crazy bitch.

six shifts, shards
pieces of sounds
more familiar, he-
moving forward
untamed, moving
backward jerking
like a handful of
collar, like a sudden
meeting of surfaces,
one absorbing the
momentum of
outstretched hands
maintain the border
with fingertips
circling eject, fondling
the end, seducing with
the ghost of lack,
blank look, some sort
of void emotion, urge
to hate and tear and
eat all love like
the deserving, like
retribution only in
unfeeling, gin haze
eyes more honest
than ever [...]

A note from the editor in this month’s issue of Steel Bananas:

Finishing up my last grad school application, rolling around in Mogwai and Polvo, eating St. Jorge cheese with ciabatta. It’s Saturday morning. I’m dreaming of the month or two I’ll hopefully be able to spend living and performing in France this year. Dream and do. I might just forsake my apartment in Toronto to stay [...]

“Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At [...]

your frame is more angular
than i remember
its enigmatic hows dissolving
into sweat and familiar tastes
a delirium for the unholy
lover i am
overwhelming
sacramental
the unspoken rituals of
our bodies
taking on new facets
so much louder
than before:
hands pressed
against your damp skin
in trembling awe
of your restored laughter

“This tornado loves you/
What will make you believe me?”