Thurston Moore pains and rasps his poetry. Listen.

Life in plastic, it's fantastic!

A few years ago, I stumbled upon an artistic masterpiece in the form of sadistic photographs of beloved Barbie with her darling Ken in very uncomfortable, shocking positions. Psycho Barbie Killer stayed with me (I even wrote a short story about it for my school zine) and every time I update my knowledge on Mariel Clayton's work, I am astounded, moved and amused.

Clayton is a doll photographer (I know right, who knew that was even a job?) who creates mesmerising sets using Barbie, Ken and their children to produced very powerful commentary on society, love, the American Dream, same sex marriage, gender roles, abortion, abuse, depression, fear, murder, psychopathic tendencies, the institution of marriage - and she even delves into recreating childhood fables and historical figures. The attention to detail of each set is amazing - she utilises space to create Barbie rooms like no other, with each object strategically place in such a way that it feels as though the dolls themselves created the havoc of the rooms. Objects such as cigarettes, dildos, blood, umbilical chords, weapons, food, alcohol and almost every material possession you could think of features in Clayton's sets. Mariel is entirely self taught and garnered her inspiration while on a trip to Japan where she became fascinated with Japanese figurines - and thus her mind began to chaotically produce these amazing pieces of art. 

There are far too many themes and photographs for me to use all of them, so I have selected a few photographs from three categories which are currently my favourite. I strongly suggest that you visit her website and go through all her pictures - they are pretty much all fucking fantastic.

http://www.thephotographymarielclayton.com

     This series is called 49/Rooms. Each is titled with a word that reflects the situation in the room as America's power couple Barbie and Ken deal with the complicated issues, together and respectively. I have selected five, but PLEASE check out the other 44. 

                                                       Room Forty/Three - Fetishism

                                                         Room Four - Bedtime Story

                                                             Room Ten - Femininity

                                                        Room Eighteen - Consequence

                                                         Room Forty/Six - Insomnia

The next theme is called Wedded and Clayton comments, "It's all about the wedding and never about the marriage". Look at each photograph clearly and you will see how fucked up the situations actually are - with the The Crappy Couple being wasted and fucking members of their wedding party with vomit and placidity. 

                                                             The Crappy Couple

                                                                  The Recieving Line

                                                                  The Reception

                                                                    The Best Man   

The Oakville Ladies Society Presents: 'The Gentlewomens Sociopathic Syllabary

Each photograph in this series is captioned with a letter of the alphabet that alludes to methods of torture and cold blooded murder. 

                      C is for Canopus:

                 Of or pertaining to vessel or jar used to store internal organs of the deceased.

                          E is for Exodontia:

                          The extraction or removal of teeth

                                  J is for Jactitation:

                                  The restless jerking or spasming of the body

                               K is for Kreatophagia: The eating of raw meat

I WISH I COULD POST ABOUT ALL HER WORK, but I can't, so I encourage/demand/expect that you check out her other stuff. On her Facebook page, she has written in depth description and commentary for most of the photos - super interesting stuff. She is a brilliant writer, very funny and very cynical...!!!

xxx Holly

Hello World!

Molotov Cocktail is the kooky child spawned from two individuals: Jimi and Holly.

This blog is a collective of fashion, art, music, film which is representative of us together as two clothing hungry, bindi fiending and cat snuggling friends, but also an outlet of our respective personalities and interests. 

And although it seems like everyone has a blog these days, we thought…well, why the fuck not? This is the 21^st century, and an online visual diary makes sense. So we took the plunge, got a Blogspot, and well….here we are!

Why “Molotov Cocktail”, you ask?

Because we’re both pretty sure it’s the coolest fucking weapon you need… and a makeshift bomb using glass bottles that have the capacity to cause maaajor damage? That’s the best way to describe our style and interests, if you want to be all poetic ‘n shit.  If you were ever in situation that called for the use of a Molotov Cocktail – what kind of bottle would you use?

So, right now MC (yuuuppp) is a cooing infant which lacks posts/heart/character, but we hope to mould and raise her into something that can be appreciated by all you mental mense out there in the free world. And yes, we will be referring to our blog in the feminine third person. We hope this will be an outlet of shit we like that that hopefully you’ll like, and perhaps we can create some sort of style community where you can comment, advise, seek advice, and just connect with like minded people.

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