the lonesome.

while i find that ray caesar's work is often an amalgam of many different time periods and even a landscape induced only by the passing ( & perhaps surviving) of dreams & nightmares, i always think of the victorian supernatural, a time when people grouped together to preform seances whilst the women were sexually repressed beneath corset gowns and tightly coiffed hair ( though i do love this look. ) such a contradiction of thought.

here though, the supernatural and the erotic converge; ray's other worldly femmes, conjured from the mesmerizing shade of his psyche, lift their satin dresses, lie in wait and flirt with praying mantis.'

his new show ' a dangerous inclination' opens this saturday at corey helford gallery. my mouth waters at the thought.