Notes: I debated for a long time whether I should post this one or not. I was encouraged to do it by some people. With that being said, this one isn’t for the faint of heart. I’ll trigger warn as it progresses. Feedback is always welcome. <3
Blaze Starr in Living Room in Baltimore. Diane Arbus. 1964.
Starr, a successful stripper, poses with a capital “p” with a poodle in attendance and a mute seated Buddha figure on a coffee table because evidently Starr, her poodle and a carpet with an exploding starburst motif needed some classing up. Arbus as usual offers pathos and voyeurism in big dollops. It’s interesting to note that the fad for regarding religious representations of the Buddha as decorative chotchkes was also a thing 50 years ago.