Again with our fascination for anatomical fetish fashions…
This link comes from the ever-tantalizing StreetAnatomy blog, describing the work:
This beautiful collection by Jemma Marie McLean, called Skinned Alive the Anatomical Structure is inspired by Leonardo Da Vinci’s anatomical drawings.
Jemma founded Purdy Corsetry after being disappointed by the quality and selection of what she found in New Zealand. She knew with her wealth of experience in sewing and degree in Fashion design from Massey University that she could make the best corsets possible.
Purdy Corsetry is located in Central Wellington, New Zealand. View all her latest work via Facebook!
The shirt mentioned in our previous post is now available from our friends at Y-Que. The image is from our 2006 Halloween Highway show at The Steve Allen Theater. This Halloween weekend, we’ll present Halloween Highway 2 on October 28, 29, and 30th. They’ll be available at the show, and are currently available at Y-Que’s store in Los Angeles or online shop as long as supplies last.
Our friend Bill from Y-Que Trading Post, purveyor of LA’s finest satirical and pleasingly moronic T-shirts (including ART OF BLEEDING T-SHIRTS) just dug up this picture he shot at our 2006 “Halloween Highway” show. He’s talking about putting on a T-shirt and making it available at our upcoming 2011 Halloween Highway 2 show. Just the gift for mom and dad this Christmas!
Our latest Tumblr heartthrob is Fuck Yeah Medical Fashions. If you’re reading this, we’ll assume you’re also a devotee of things, red, white, and tight all over and will likewise need to begin following this relatively new and absolutely delightful microblog. If you have a favorite Tumblr blog you think we might like, do share. And follow us while you’re at it!
We can’t just get enough of those Naughty, Naughty Roentgen Rays. The above commercial, from 1930s Germany, nicely illustrates the fears (and titillation) surrounding Dr. Roentgen’s invention, then goes on to assure the modern woman that rumors of “Roentgetn glasses,” been true, she would be well served by the elegance of contemporary Felina lingerie.
And these fears were real enough to sustain a brief market in anti-voyeueristic dress manufacture as evidenced by this ad from 1896 for “the perfect dress interlining.”
The seamy peekaboo undercurrents associated with the medical marvel are likewise nicely evoked by this photo found on one of our favorite Tumblr blogs, Sutured Infection.
And from the blog Glamor Daze we some American footage from the 1940s that reminds us of that X-rays had much to recommend them to foot fetishists too who might have enjoyed hanging around shoe stores where X-ray scanners were kept around to aid in fitting and attract curious consumers.
Finally, a bit of verse, also penned by Lawrence K. Russel and published by Life Magazine in 1896:
She is so tall, so slender; and her bones– Those frail phosphates, those carbonates of lime– Are well produced by cathode rays sublime; By oscillations, amperes and by ohms, Her dorsal vertebrae are no concealed By epidermis, but are well revealed.
Around her ribs, those beauteous twenty-four, Her flesh a halo makes, misty in lime, Her noseless, eyeless face looks into mine, And I but whisper, “Sweetheart, je t’adore.” Her white and gleaming teeth at me do laugh, Ah! lovely, cruel, sweet cathodagraph!
Spanish illustrator and artist Fernando Vicente merges photography and painting in his illustrations for magazines, books, CDs, and film posters, but may be most well known in this country for his anatomically themed “Vanitas” and “Anatomias” painting series — the former dissecting the fashion world with a rather literal touch and the latter taking a similarly literal approach to the machine/body analogy.
It’s not often enough you are able to utter that sentence, is it? But if you and your credit card can take a moment to swing by world-famous Gunther von “The Plastinator” Hagens’ online giftshop, your chances of accepting plastinated bull testicle compliments would be greatly increased. If you buy one, of course.
Or if the bull testicle piece is a bit minimalist for you, perhaps these more ornate pig slice earrings would be to your liking? Not quite sure what part of the pig they are, but they don’t look much like bacon.
Still not flamboyant enough? Not to worry! There are countless other choices representing varying degrees baroque grotesquery in Gunther’s Consumerworld pleasure palace.
Unfortunately, the plastinated cross-sectional “Sex Act” piece below is sold. It’s a shame too because it would have made quite a striking coffee table.
After our last post about dramatic surgical styles, it’s hard not to think of Alexis Carrel, the man who really put the “theater” in “operating theater.” As divine as vintage white surgical gowns might be, the diabolical black shrouds preferred by Dr. Carrel surely have them beat.
Carrel, a French surgeon and Nobel Prize winner working in America in the 1920s and 1930s, believed that black aided the mental focus of his surgical team as well as visually highlighting any dust that might appear in the operating room. He therefore not only insisted his team dress head to toe in black, but even had the walls painted that color. The ominous aura did not go unnoticed by journalists covering Carrel’s surgical experiments, especially since that work involved keeping human organs alive outside the body — heady s stuff for an era fascinated with the mad scientists of pulp novels and early horror movies.
Appearing on the cover of Time Magazine only two months after the release of The Bride of Frankenstein, Carrel was treated both as a sinister curiosity and beloved celebrity, the latter in no small part due to his friendship with aviator Charles Lindbergh, who not only who assisted Carrel with the engineering of a perfusion pump necessary for the doctor’s transplant experiments but also shared some of Carrel’s more esoteric perspectives on shaping humanity’s future. These included the possibility of physical immortality and Carrel’s most unfortunate legacy — advocacy of eugenics.