Following on from this morning’s journey into the undergrowth, The Dabbler brings you a sample of the work of Philadephia based photographer Chad States.
These pictures form part of the upcoming book Cruising, and show real men prowling for anonymous liasons in the depths of a city park. States candidly captures these men furtively seeking casual sex with intensely voyeuristic shots and casts them as either sinister lurkers or happy fawns lost in Rousseauian jungles, Adam and Steve in the Garden of Eden.
I feel I should let the founding fathers of the dabbler know that after this morning’s double-whammy, I am considering my position……
You and me both, Mahlerman. I was outvoted, which proves, yet again, that democracy doesn’t work.
You could have Shanghaied me into the vote and won. I’m with Mahlerman: the wife is less than amused.
Just a brief unsavoury interlude. We’re back to wholesome poems about trees today.
ahhh…but what’s hiding behind your wholesome trees………
Just been googling your neck of the woods MM, and apparently Oxleas Woods is listed as harbouring ‘a mixed bunch’ and unfortunately for some, doesn’t yet have wheelchair access. According to the internet if I wanted to go cruising in my neighbourhood I’d have to go to the Warwick services on the M40 which seems like a frighteningly grim and anonymous place to find some romance.
…and this means that every time I stop off there for a ginster’s slice from now on i’ll be watching everyone for covert hand signals just to see if it’s true
Happy Halloween, Worm!
Interesting to see that the gay community on youtube is still flying the flag for such retro things as ‘suggestively eating a banana’, all that video needed was speeding up and a changing of the soundtrack to Benny Hill’s ‘yakkity sax’
Pooftahs, trees, any of Cher’s music being played?
If you want to view the arboreal gay trysting place then stand at the bridge by the lake in the Berlin Tiergarten, best wear good running shoes though but.
This doesn’t strike me as “furtive”, “sinister” or “romantic” which are a little stock. Even if these effects are what the photographer is trying to produce (I’ve no idea, and it’s a pity he doesn’t get to say here), his photographs say something else. Strange, distant, eerie and loving (at least in terms of the photography) strike me as nearer the mark. Anyway, a question: why don’t you organize photo links so that they resolve to larger, higher-resolution images lightbox-style (or, at least, to a well-designed page)? Perhaps this rockets up your bandwidth costs but sites which do this well really shine and those that don’t … no cigar or even banana for them. If it’s worth putting up on the Dabbler and deals with visual arts, surely it is worth doing well.
point taken on the lightbox – try clicking again and you’ll see we’ve updated it, seems to work well! Thanks for the input
Looks great! Susan’s Saturday posts and those from Edgy East London are going to zing now …
Right, boys and girl. Hands up all of you who would like Mr Slang to turn his keyboard towards dogging?
Sounds great to me although I fear that it may be a post too far for readers of a more delicate disposition!
Bailey (Beckallan Irish Cream at Thistledown) and Kizzy (Kismet) bark +1.
Woof! woof!
Not the keyboard JG, I beg you….anything but the keyboard.