It begins and ends with the camera itself, because the camera is an extension of the eye, and of the mind, and consequently, what you’re seeing is an externalization of me on digital format. My appeal is to the distinguished viewer, the sharpened, trained eye willing to accept the edge and progressive development of today’s muscular female.
What I want to do is take erotic photography past its present limitations and stale framework, and inject a few thousand cc’s of abstraction, harsh reality, angularity, strength, depth and mood. Truth is, beauty and strength occupy the same human space; they are entwined serpents, and most people fail to see that, even at the most fundamental levels. Like many of my generation, I grew up on the deep jaundiced tones oof 16mm horror films, on the distortion of comic books, and the candy-apple sheen of pornography. My work presents a rich and textured amalgam of those interests, because it is a representation of life, and of the intensity of the individual, captured on digital – her personality amplified, instead of subordinated to a preordained fashion or pornographic ideal. As with any organ of the human body, my camera eye is temperamental, and governed by the unrelenting push and pull of life beyond 2015. There are days when I stare frustratingly at blank white studio walls waiting for my next meaningful thing to appear, and days in which the camera is a holy sacrament, and the shoot a ptofoundly erotic dance.
This is life, this is art, this is reality. This is female muscle porn, and this is my world. Welcome.
Clit Queen Denise Masino.
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