Monday, March 23 @ 10:11

butterflyeffects:

Craig Yoe’s upcoming book “Secret Identity: The Fetish Art of Superman’s Co-Creator Joe Shuster” (available in April)
mogadonia:suicideblonde:

Craig says:“I recently discovered incredible, previously unknown, fetish art by the creator of Superman, Joe Shuster. The artist and his writing partner, Jerry Siegel, had sold Superman for 130 dollars. When they sued to get the rights back they lost and got drummed out of the comic book industry and Shuster fell on hard times. It was unknown that to get by and/or because of a personal interest in the subject, Shuster then did S&M porn for under-the-counter booklets called “Nights of Horror,” sold in Times Square in the early fifties.
from here
link via pourquoi-pas:debauchette

Craig Yoe’s upcoming book “Secret Identity: The Fetish Art of Superman’s Co-Creator Joe Shuster” (available in April)

mogadonia:suicideblonde:

Craig says:

“I recently discovered incredible, previously unknown, fetish art by the creator of Superman, Joe Shuster. The artist and his writing partner, Jerry Siegel, had sold Superman for 130 dollars. When they sued to get the rights back they lost and got drummed out of the comic book industry and Shuster fell on hard times. It was unknown that to get by and/or because of a personal interest in the subject, Shuster then did S&M porn for under-the-counter booklets called “Nights of Horror,” sold in Times Square in the early fifties.

from here

link via pourquoi-pas:debauchette

Sunday, March 22 @ 11:24

Photo of a red lamp at Ikea taken with an iPhone using the ToyCamera app.

+ 9:00

A wee bit disappointed

mabelmoments:

So I saw the love of my life today, the one who got away, for the first time in ten years, despite driving past his house every day (it’s on the way to work, really!).

He was standing on a corner in town and I was walking towards him with my son. I recognised him right away.

We saw each other for a couple of years (after knowing each other from teen days), 15 yrs ago, but he was ‘just not that into me’. I faced facts and very reluctantly threw him back. But I had it bigtime for him.

So I am walking towards him today, my little heart banging madly away in my chest, trying to make chat with my son, so I can pretend I hadn’t seen him, all the time waiting for him to break into that wide smile, charm oozing. I reached him, then passed him, nothing.

He didn’t recognize me.

+ 8:04