Legendary music producer, artist, and underground luminary Kim Fowley grabs a scalpel and joins The Art of Bleeding’s fetish-friendly nursing staff in this doll hospital ether dream of nursery rhymes, anatomical striptease, and decidedly adult doll-women.
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!
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!
I’m full of daze, Shock and amaze; For nowadays I hear they’ll gaze Thro’ cloak and gown — and even stays, These naughty, naughty Roentgen Rays.
This little ditty from 1896 sums up the prurient interest that Wilhelm Roentgen’s invention of X-ray technology immediately… err… “aroused.”
By the 1930s the X-ray was still exotic enough to be exploited by the pulps as a tool employed by the mad scientist in his tireless experimentation upon voluptuous semi-clad female subjects. (images via pbase.com/silverghost1951.)
The fascination lingered through the 1950s and into the 1960s as evidenced by this classic Gil Elvegren pinup “Inside Story/Overexposure” and the success of “Sea-Monkey” creator, Nazi, and mail-order huckster Harold Von Braunhut‘s naughty-minded “X-ray Specs.”
Today, of course, these salacious fantasies have been all-too graphically realized in the work of Belgian artist Wim Delvoye, whose radiographic images of various acts sex acts have been posted to death since they first appeared on the in 2001. We prefer the more evocative X-ray pinup calendar that appeared in 2010 as a promotional item for medical imaging company Eizo, and has of late been satirically recast as “The Miss TSA Calendar.”
This one is from a while ago, our Las Vegas “after show.” Just a single picture today, but this one speaks volumes and somehow never got uploaded. See what happens when you don’t pay off the blackmailers, Abram??
It’s Nurse Paperback Friday again and time for your opinions on the ever-titlating subgenre of lesbian nurses.
Only scratching the surface here, folks….
1) The Gay Nurses. Proof that the cap is always the last to come off.
2) Nurses’ Quarters by Sylvia Erskine. OK, maybe the lesbianism is only hinted at on the cover of this “realistic story,” but we can take a hint.
3) Nurses’ Quarters by Lee Morell. Is this the same book after the author asked for a name change? This one is advertised as “daring” rather than “realistic.” More importantly, it uses the word “depraved” on the cover.
4) Lesbians in White. Again with the “crisp uniforms” contrast! We think the author is doing a little more than “whispering about” it though.
Laughing Squid alerted us to this very special lunch tote found on Who Killed Bambi?. While visiting with Bambi, we couldn’t help but notice another anatomically themed treasure — this splendid specimen of skeleton couture designed by Jean Paul Gaultier for Dita von Teese.
This one comes from Japan, and the website demurs on price, so we can presume it’s in the “if you have to ask… (then you’re probably some kind of pervert not affiliated with any legitimate institution of learning)…range.
But by jingo, look what she comes with: lifelike fetus with rubbery amniotic sac, interchangeable vaginal openings to simulate various gauge love tunnels, breasts and abdomen that respond realistically to diagnostic palpation, and replaceable soft silicon insets to practice suturing up those nasty perineal tears so you won’t have to practice on a sherbet-colored block of whipped Jell-O.
And she cleans up easy! According to her FAQ, just a quick sponging with detergent or ethanol followed by a baby powder pat down should do the job.
As if they’d already anticipated some sort of twisted Hans Bellmer torture session, they warn, “being a model there will be no complaints if roughly handled. Do not push or pull the model with unreasonable force.”
So if you had your heart set on a screaming model, you may be disappointed, but they’re still eager for your business.
“If you live in Japan, we also keep some models that can be provided on a loan basis.”
The Art of Bleeding will be returning to Fetish Nation this Saturday (4/2/2011) for their “Medical Night” festivities. Look for our “Magic Ambulance” and adjacent “field hospital” set up in the central courtyard for the benefit of ailing club-goers. Enjoy all manner of paramedical poking and prodding, gratuitous tests, and useless treatments at the hands of our lovely nursing staff.
Afterward convulse on the dance floor or enjoy a medically themed bondage demo by Mistress Melissa, radical therapeutic manipulations by Rubber Necro, Lady Remedy Ann, Mistress Xavialune, CharlyB, Sir SkipDog, Master Aragon, Sir Chindi, latex nurse go-gos galore, Safe Sex Packets by Wet, audio-video digital technologists: Robo-DM, DemonSeed, Madin, ADD DJ/VJ open wide for intoxicating elixer specials from 9-10:30.
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