Romy Alizée – Je sais que tu me regardes (2016)

Originally, my thought had been to post the above side by side with this image (by fuckingfilthyminds).

My interest was contrasting the degrees of abstraction vs contextual clarity in the two images. (The above is better, the linked image diminishes context in favor of both anonymity and to encourage an experiential POV perspective for the viewer–which makes the classic cishet mistake of assuming the entire rest of the world is straight like you.)

The linked image is technically superior–the flash above isn’t overexposed in the foreground and almost over-exposed against the white wall in the background but at the same time there’s no texture whatsover in the cushions on the couch. I’d give it a pass except the way that her head bleeds out into the cushions in a way that’s just sloppy.

Unfortunately, the other blog is fairly clear about their desire not to have the images copied and posted. And the image I wanted to post is at the tail end of a post where the quality of the images is just inexcusably and narcissistically bad.