Synnamon Sticky Buns

From the Thomas Synnamon Photography collection... hotties in leather and lace.

Luscious Wallpaper Samples

Ever noticed when someone describes pancake batter consistency they always say "mix it about as thick as wallpaper paste," and if they're explaining how thick to get your wallpaper paste they tell you, "oh, you'll want it about like pancake batter." One of those "chicken and the egg" things no doubt.

Anyways, here are some of my favorite wallpapers through the years. They range from the macabre to the humorous and onto some sensually erotic backdrops.

Back in the day it was common to have male models for figure drawing classes. Women were hired for private sessions but rarely for a group of male artists. It was considered vulgar, and would brand the woman a "tainted dame."

Back in the day we would demonstrate our toughness by stripping off all protective gear save for our boots, gloves and helmets and buzz around the track like pseudo badasses praying to God we didn't take a spill. Sadly a few of us learned the hard way, it's not how fast you get across the finish line, it's if you get across the finish line.

Are there any Heath Ledger fans out there? He was a beautiful man and he left us with an ominous question that will survive the ages intact, "Why so serious?" What a Joker he was...

See? That's what married life will do to you.

I made this wallpaper with the idea that the skull was recalling memories of his cemetery days.

DANG!

I love those bar stools. They're the epitome of luxurious, so naturally the black socks and onyx cuff links had to stay on for the shoot.

I found this but had to make several changes to get it up to par. It's a fantastic blend of scattered chaos and realistic lighting.

This has a Toolesque feel to it. Again a found gem but the pupil was so stark and empty I had to interject my violet flaming skull. I simply gave Mr. Cyclopes something to scream about.

This is a combination of two terrific images, both with gaping white space flattening each one, so I put them together and gave it a sense of depth and playfulness at the same time.

Mark Morrisroe

Art is oft born from tragic circumstances.

Mark Morrisroe (Jan 10, 1959 - July 24, 1989) was a performance artist and photographer. He is known for his performances and photographs, which were germane in the development of the punk scene in Boston in the 70's and the art world boom of the mid to late 80's in NYC. By the year of his death he had over 2,000 pieces of work to his name.


Born to a drug-addicted mother, Morrisroe left home and began hustling at the age of 15. His mother was a tenant of Albert DeSalvo, the Boston Strangler, and Mark often told people he was DeSalvo's illegitimate son. When he was 17 years old, one of his disgruntled clients shot him in the back, leaving him with a bullet lodged next to his spine for the rest of his life. The experience was a profound influence on Morrisroe's art, which often incorporated images of young prostitutes and X-rays of his injured chest. Morrisroe attended the School of the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston, where he made friends with several soon to be well known artists, including Nan Goldin, David Armstrong, Philip-Lorca_diCorcia, Stephen Tashjian (aka Tabboo!) and Pat Hearn. His boyfriend while he lived in Boston was Johnathan Pierson, who later changed his name to Jack Pierson. He graduated from the Museum School with honors receiving the coveted "5th" Year" Award. While attending, he co-founded a zine, Dirt Magazine with his friend Lynelle White and performed as a drag character of his own creation named Sweet Raspberry.

"Paul Fitzgerald (Back)," 1982, Courtesy of ClampArt, New York City, © Estate of Mark Morrisroe (Ringer Collection), Fotomuseum Winterthur

His career as a photographer began when he was given a Polaroid Model 195 Land camera. He experimented with unusual development techniques, receiving generous support of supplies, film, and chemicals from the Polaroid Corporation. Within his close circle of friends he soon laid claim to the "invention" of what are called "sandwich" prints—enlargements of double negatives of the same subject mounted on top of one another—which yielded an elaborate pictorial quality, producing a very iconic painterly impression in the final result, which over time Morrisroe learned to use in an increasingly controlled way. Early on, the artist recognized the intrinsic value of prints—irrespective of the medium used to produce them—as pictorial objects that he could manipulate, color, paint, and write on at will. His photographs included landscapes and portraits, and his subjects included lovers, friends, hustlers, and people who visited his apartment. He also often incorporated stills from Super 8 films and comments he scrawled on the side of his pictures.

 

Morrisroe died on July 24, 1989 from complications of HIV. He is buried in McMinnville, Oregon on the farm of his last boyfriend, Ramsey McPhillips. His fame has increased steadily since his death. He is considered a member of the "Boston School" and his work is found in many important collections including that of the Whitney and MOCA of Los Angeles. The estate of Mark Morrisroe (Collection Ringier) is currently located at the Fotomuseum Winterthur in Zürich.

"Self Portrait (To Brent)," 1982, Collection Brent Sikkema

 

"Figure Study" 1985, Courtesy of ClampArt, New York City, © Estate of Mark Morrisroe (Ringer Collection), Fotomuseum Winterthur

"Pat As Kiki" 1981, Courtesy of ClampArt, New York City, © Estate of Mark Morrisroe (Ringer Collection), Fotomuseum Winterthur

"Self Portrait," ca. 1980, Courtesy of ClampArt, New York City, © Estate of Mark Morrisroe (Ringer Collection), Fotomuseum Winterthur

Fit For A King

Kate and William; holding England's future in their hands

I was up all night watching the royal wedding of Prince William and Kate Middleton. They make a wonderful couple. It was truly an historical night to remember. And to think I hadn't given it a thought until the moment arrived and I couldn't resist the electricity emanating from the television set. The couple are now officially the newly ennobled Duke and Duchess of Cambridge.

the first then second kiss from the balcony

Vows were exchanged and the wedding dress was revealed, but royal watchers around the world were still waiting for that magical moment – when Prince William and Duchess Catherine Middleton stepped out onto the balcony of Buckingham Palace for their first kiss.

At 1:25 p.m. London time, the fairy-tale moment unfolded, as the joyously content couple shared their first public kiss in front of the literally thousands, who swarmed around Buckingham Palace to get a glimpse of the newlyweds in person.

After waving to the crowd, with beaming smiles, the pair shared a demure peck while surrounded on all sides by their family. As the crowd cheered (some begging for more), the couple went in for a second, slightly longer kiss.

And that balcony has historical significance: 30 years ago, Prince Charles and Princess Diana kissed in the same spot following their wedding.

a parade for the ages

precious smiles; their mother would be so proud of them

the Queen in wonderful health at 85 years young

Sir Elton John and his husband have their tickets in hand; an ironic twist for the legendary performer

future King gives a wave to the crowd

Harry and William share a laugh

a red carpet wave

their joy is impossible to contain

a most handsome couple

Kate is mesmerized

Pomp and circumstance

The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge

...a kiss for luck and we're on our way, we've only just begun...

McCarthyism: A Zombie Spawn

Exhuming McCarthyby Michael Stipe

You're beautiful more beautiful than me

You’re honorable more honorable than me
Loyal to the Bank of America

It’s a sign of the times

You’re sharpening stones, walking on coals
To improve your business acumen.

Vested interest united ties, landed gentry rationalize
Look who bought the myth, by jingle, buy America

It’s a sign of the times

''Let us not assassinate this man further Senator,
You’ve done enough. Have you no sense of decency, sir?
At long last, have you left no sense of decency?''

You’re sharpening stones, walking on coals
To improve your business acumen.

Enemy sighted, enemy met, I’m addressing the realpolitik
You’ve seen start and you’ve seen quit
(I’m addressing the table of content)
And you believe this Glenn Beck shit?

Exhuming McCarthy
(Meet me at the book burning)

Exhuming McCarthy

(Rally 'round the Tea Party signs)

Exhuming McCarthy

Synnamon Sugars

Leather and Lace from the Thomas Synnamon studios...