THE ILLUSTRATIONS OF GREG STONESIn many of
Greg Stones’ drawings, the same scene keeps appearing — one that is both
simple and
disconcerting: a woman, standing calmly,
showing her breasts… in front of penguins, raccoons, rabbits, aliens, or animals that seem
more surprised than aroused. There is no
explicit sexual tension, no
classic narrative, no
explanation. Just the gesture. And
the gaze of the other.
These are
simple drawings, almost
childlike in form, yet
loaded with intention. Or rather, loaded with
questions. Why show her breasts? Why to them? Why in the middle of snow, open fields, or an
empty landscape? Stones doesn’t seem interested in answering. He prefers to
set the scene and walk away, leaving the viewer alone with
what they feel.
There is something
deeply animal in these images. Something
primitive. As if the human body,
naked and without drama, were presented to creatures that
do not judge, do not moralize, and do not interpret the gesture as
provocation. They simply observe. The way an animal looks at something new without loading it with
guilt,
rules, or
learned meanings.
That may be why they work so well. Because they reduce the body to
what it is: a body.
No discourse.
No excuses.
No need for justification. Faced with gazes that don’t know what to do with it — but also
do not condemn it.
Greg Stones doesn’t seem to want to
eroticize so much as to
dislocate. To take nudity out of its
sexual context and place it in a more
absurd, more
innocent, more
instinctive space. As if reminding us that, before everything else,
we are still animals looking at other animals…
without really knowing why we do what we do.
And that’s where
the charm is.
And also
the substance.
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HOTTIES #197The
Hotties saga is probably the one that leaves the most
mixed feelings. Because on one hand, it’s impossible not to surrender to the obvious:
female beauty in its purest form. Faces that seem carefully designed, bodies that fit every canon,
raw physical and sexual attraction, direct, almost overwhelming.
But at the same time, there’s a bit of a
reality slap to it. These are women who, for most people,
exist on another level. Lives that don’t easily cross paths with yours.
Bodies few can touch, company that not many get to enjoy beyond the screen.
And yes, we all know it. That in life
it’s not all about looks. That what really matters is connection, sharing the road, projects, laughs, routines. That beauty fades, time passes, and in the end what remains is something else.
All of that is true. No one argues that.
But
come on.
Tell me you wouldn’t
die to be there, with
all of them. All together.
Without thinking about what comes after. Just
the moment, and that’s it.
Hotties has that
bitter-sweet edge precisely because of this. Because it shows you something you know
isn’t for you, but that you’d
want with everything you’ve got. Out-of-reach women, impossible bodies,
an over-the-top fantasy that doesn’t fit into real life… and that’s exactly why it
works so well.
It’s not about
building anything.
It’s about
imagining it.
And
denying that would be
lying to yourself.
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