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Dressing to Disobey
When the body becomes a battleground, fashion turns into armor, into discourse, into a symbolic weapon. This image is not just an aesthetic statement: it is an act of visual insurrection.
On the prow of a luxury yacht, framed by a postcard sunset, a figure emerges, subverting everything traditionally expected from power, gender, and glamour. This is not merely a person dressed to impress it is the embodiment of dissent. A body that dares to exist beyond the binary, one that takes the codes of power: jewelry, height, silhouette, opulence and twists them into a declaration.
The headpiece, almost liturgical, evokes a religious iconography now stripped of its moral authority. The beard, visible beneath the lace, is a deliberate act of provocation: not a disguise, not a transformation. Just presence. Just identity.
Model: Jovita Vogue (manito12
Photography: Melinda Bayn
Styling: Nef, Jovi, Mel
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Style Card
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[Provocation] Bella bra
- wraith - Cargo Pants
[AlternatiVe] Alyssa Necklace
[AlternatiVe] Earring Diamond Gold "Charm"-L
SIGMA Sparkle earrings
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DeLa* main store
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=DeLa*= at Marketplace
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DeLa* flickr
Time to reflect on the year that was in 2025. And what a year it was!
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One of many ongoing approaches, where I move through the world as a harvester of images stumbling, strolling, lurching, equal parts accidental, and intentional. My concerns circumnavigate around questions that resist easy answers: time as texture, presence as performance, possibility as glitch. I trace the contours of decay and growth, hope and entropy, searching for the quiet collisions where meaning might emerge. Each image is less a document than a provocation an invitation to reconsider what we 'see', and what we ignore.
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Psalms 95:8 “To-day, if ye will hear his voice, harden not your hearts, as in the provocation, according to the day of irritation in the wilderness.”
Reality can be perceived as positive because it is positive. We are not talking about “baptizing” reality starting from a religious preconception, a “pious” vision, but about recognizing it in its ultimate nature. Reality is ontologically positive. Why? Reality is positive because it exists. Everything that exists is there because the Mystery permitted it to happen (everything, in fact, has an origin in a mysterious Something; nothing makes itself); it provokes and sets the person in motion, it represents an invitation to change, an occasion to take a step toward one’s own destiny. Every circumstance is the path and the instrument of our journey—it is a sign. Insomuch as it is there, reality is a provocation, and therefore the occasion for the reawakening of the “I” from its inertia.
--Disarming Beauty ESSAYS ON FAITH, TRUTH, AND FREEDOM, JULIÁN CARRÓN Foreword by Javier Prades
July 2025. The Israeli Stock Market reached an all-time high of 3,156.35.
We are taking Palestine.
This image is not about provocation, but about truth.
In July 2025, the Israeli Stock Market reached an all-time high of 3,156.35 points, while the war against Palestine kept causing death and devastation.
This is not an invented figure: it comes from financial sources and economic news reports.
Israel profits, Palestine dies.
Artificial Intelligence
What a sweet song this bird has. Always looks so cute and mild mannered
But Did you know that Male Robins are noted for their highly aggressive territorial behavior. They will attack other males that stray into their territories, and have been observed attacking other small birds without apparent provocation. Such attacks sometimes lead to fatalities, accounting for up to 10% of adult Robin deaths in some areas.[
Today, EU Special Forces failed to disarm what was believed to be a dirty bomb in the center of London. Detonated near Buckingham palace, authorities are scrambing to contain the situation. Current projections released by the Ministry of Defense state that they are expecting nearly 2,000,000 casualties. Minister Fallon has been quoted as saying that "Those responsible will be brought to justice." Meanwhile EU forces around the globe have been ordered to full alert and to expect an attack without the slightest provocation. This is Jamie Austin with BBCOne signing off.
The Robin is a year round resident in the UK, but a small minority of female Robins migrate to southern Europe during winter, a few as far as Spain. Both the male and female feature similar plumage, both with the distinctive red breast. The male bird is extremely territorial and will aggressively defend his territory, attacking any similar sized birds that try to muscle in on their patch.
The adult European robin is 12cm long and weighs between 15 to 22 g with a wingspan of 20–22 cm . The male and female bear similar plumage; an orange breast and face lined by a bluish grey on the sides of the neck and chest. The upperparts are brownish, or olive-tinged in British birds, and the belly whitish, while the legs and feet are brown. The bill and eyes are black. Juveniles are a spotted brown and white in colouration, with patches of orange gradually appearing. Male robins are noted for their highly aggressive territorial behaviour. They will fiercely attack other males and competitors that stray into their territories and have been observed attacking other small birds without apparent provocation. There are instances of robins attacking their own reflection. Territorial disputes sometimes lead to fatalities, accounting for up to 10% of adult robin deaths in some areas
I have been toying with the idea of the landscape under the flight path for a while now. I'm not sure how to move it forward, originally I thought colour film would work, now I'm not so sure. Besides, b&w is much cheaper and more cost effective.
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In 1998, I undertook a long and personal journey, from Melbourne to Whyalla. I flew to Adelaide and onto Whyalla, hired a hire car and spent about a week driving around. I made my home for the week in the caravan park at Whyalla. I spent most of each day driving and photographing. I blogged about it on my blog in 2023
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Despite the lockdowns I did manage at least one road trip.
This site outside Maldon of course piqued my interest for its rusting machinery, abandoned and being slowly engulfed by the surrounding bushland. It is also a reserve, with some basic amenities.
Alluvial gold was discovered in the Maldon district by Captain John Mechosk, a German prospector, in 1853, resulting in a rush of some 20,000 diggers to the alluvial gullies around Maldon. By the following year, only 2000 remained. After the initial rush, companies were set up to mine the rich, but sometimes elusive, quartz reefs. Some alluvial mining was carried out using puddling machines powered by horse or steam. In the 1860s the amount of quartz reef gold produced at Maldon almost rivalled Bendigo (Victoria’s richest quartz mining field). This prosperity was short lived (from 1870-1900), and the last deep mines closed in 1926. As gold production declined, the town’s population dwindled. For most of the last century, Maldon experienced very little growth.
The miners left behind one of the best collections of accessible quartz reef mining relics in Victoria. Many of the mine sites, historic buildings and heritage features have been preserved. source
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The Robin is a year round resident in the UK, but a small minority of female Robins migrate to southern Europe during winter, a few as far as Spain. Both the male and female feature similar plumage, both with the distinctive red breast. The male bird is extremely territorial and will aggressively defend his territory, attacking any similar sized birds that try to muscle in on their patch.
The adult European robin is 12cm long and weighs between 15 to 22 g with a wingspan of 20–22 cm . The male and female bear similar plumage; an orange breast and face lined by a bluish grey on the sides of the neck and chest. The upperparts are brownish, or olive-tinged in British birds, and the belly whitish, while the legs and feet are brown. The bill and eyes are black. Juveniles are a spotted brown and white in colouration, with patches of orange gradually appearing. Male robins are noted for their highly aggressive territorial behaviour. They will fiercely attack other males and competitors that stray into their territories and have been observed attacking other small birds without apparent provocation. There are instances of robins attacking their own reflection. Territorial disputes sometimes lead to fatalities, accounting for up to 10% of adult robin deaths in some areas
forbidden fruits, all things that glitter, and a pretty girl are mans downfall.
fools gold and a T girls are just as bad!
Feminine charms are such a hoot to master a little provocation, a hint of seduction the sweet girl next door turned into a sexy miss..would you as Adam resist such temptation?
Just have to make do with old bird ;-)
" First Steart Marsh Kingfisher :-)
He is extremely wary and is gone in a heart beat at the least provocation ... this was taken at approx 25 yards while hiding behind a fence :-)) "
Call me Snake offers an optimistic provocation – ‘imagine what could be here’ by Judy Millar. On a walk into the city October 3, 2015 Christchurch New Zealand.
The work is comprised of vibrant graphics of Millar’s looped paintings, which are adhered to five intersecting flat planes, and draws inspiration from the forms found in pop-up books. The colourful piece will add a dramatic and rhythmic counterpoint to the city’s current urban landscape — a mix of flattened sites, construction zones and defiant buildings that have stood through the quakes. The work employs theatricality, playfulness and visual trickery, whereby the viewer is unsure about the work’s flatness or three-dimensionality; and it has been designed to offer a different perspective from each angle. The bright colours interrupt the grey of the work’s surrounds, and as buildings pop up around it,
SCAPE 8, New Intimacies curated by Rob Garrett was a contemporary art event which mixed new artworks with existing legacy pieces, an education programme, and a public programme of events. The SCAPE 8 artworks were located around central Christchurch and linked via a public art walkway. All aspects of SCAPE 8 were free-to-view.
The title for the 2015 Biennial – New Intimacies – came from the idea that visually striking and emotionally engaging public art works can create new connections between people and places. Under the main theme of New Intimacies there are three other themes that artists responded to: Sight-Lines, Inner Depths and Shared Strengths.
For more Info: www.scapepublicart.org.nz/scape-8-judy-millar
Part of the new Westgate tunnel project.
The striking green object running though the middle is a bike path called the Federation Trail. It runs from the CBD to Werribee.
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The Robin is a year round resident in the UK, but a small minority of female Robins migrate to southern Europe during winter, a few as far as Spain. Both the male and female feature similar plumage, both with the distinctive red breast. The male bird is extremely territorial and will aggressively defend his territory, attacking any similar sized birds that try to muscle in on their patch.
The adult European robin is 12cm long and weighs between 15 to 22 g with a wingspan of 20–22 cm . The male and female bear similar plumage; an orange breast and face lined by a bluish grey on the sides of the neck and chest. The upperparts are brownish, or olive-tinged in British birds, and the belly whitish, while the legs and feet are brown. The bill and eyes are black. Juveniles are a spotted brown and white in colouration, with patches of orange gradually appearing. Male robins are noted for their highly aggressive territorial behaviour. They will fiercely attack other males and competitors that stray into their territories and have been observed attacking other small birds without apparent provocation. There are instances of robins attacking their own reflection. Territorial disputes sometimes lead to fatalities, accounting for up to 10% of adult robin deaths in some areas
Tarantula hawk wasps are relatively docile and rarely sting without provocation. However, the sting—particularly that of P. grossa—is among the most painful of all insects, though the intense pain only lasts about five minutes.One researcher described the pain as "...immediate, excruciating, unrelenting pain that simply shuts down one's ability to do anything, except scream. Mental discipline simply does not work in these situations." In terms of scale, the wasp's sting is rated near the top of the Schmidt sting pain index, second only to that of the bullet ant, and is described by Schmidt as "blinding, fierce[, and] shockingly electric".
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Flauneuring around Melbourne the Southern Star can be seen from many vantage points.
Inspired by the Joel Meyerowitz series St. Louis and the Arch
The Westgate tunnel extension was weeks away when I made this picture. Now fully functioning there's bound to be more pictures in the future. The area itself has changed dramatically.
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Outside again during the pandemic this torn poster was I feel an advertisement for and artists exhibition somewhere in Melbourne.
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One of many ongoing approaches, where I move through the world as a harvester of images stumbling, strolling, lurching, equal parts accidental, and intentional. My concerns circumnavigate around questions that resist easy answers: time as texture, presence as performance, possibility as glitch. I trace the contours of decay and growth, hope and entropy, searching for the quiet collisions where meaning might emerge. Each image is less a document than a provocation an invitation to reconsider what we 'see', and what we ignore.
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In the boat basin where we keep the pontoon boat we often see turtles basking just below the surface.
This is a map turtle just chillin' in the afternoon sun.
No ipod, I guess they aren't water proof.
Graptemys geographica
Seen up close, the fine light lines on the carapace of the Northern Map Turtle (Graptemys geographica) look like contour lines on a topographic map. But more likely, your view of this species will be brief and distant, since it is extremely wary and will dive at the slightest provocation.
Females are much larger than males and have powerful jaws that they use to crush molluscs with. The smaller males eat mostly aquatic insect larvae.
Female northern map turtles may take more than 10 years to reach maturity.
sources - Ontario Nature, Royal Ontario Museum
Today John made me a beautiful surprise with this shot: Rows For Rita - writing in his comment these very, very dangerous (!!!) words: "I can only image what you can do with these! (well, I really don't understand this comment! *lol*)
could I resist to this "provocation"??? of course I couldn't!
so, a "brand new kind" of .. mediterranean chairs! has born today: the "KozoChairs"!
thank you again for the lovely dedication and .. for the original shot to play with! ;-)))
please, visit his amazing stream! you will find beautiful things there :-))))
During the 2025 Ballarat International Photo Biennial. I stumbled on this gallery wall. Is it ironic I'm making an empty gallery wall art; or is that, attempting to make art?
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il y a tellement d'autres occupations plus intelligentes à faire ...
(sur un mur dans une rue de Marseille)
The Robin is a year round resident in the UK, but a small minority of female Robins migrate to southern Europe during winter, a few as far as Spain. Both the male and female feature similar plumage, both with the distinctive red breast. The male bird is extremely territorial and will aggressively defend his territory, attacking any similar sized birds that try to muscle in on their patch.
The adult European robin is 12cm long and weighs between 15 to 22 g with a wingspan of 20–22 cm . The male and female bear similar plumage; an orange breast and face lined by a bluish grey on the sides of the neck and chest. The upperparts are brownish, or olive-tinged in British birds, and the belly whitish, while the legs and feet are brown. The bill and eyes are black. Juveniles are a spotted brown and white in colouration, with patches of orange gradually appearing. Male robins are noted for their highly aggressive territorial behaviour. They will fiercely attack other males and competitors that stray into their territories and have been observed attacking other small birds without apparent provocation. There are instances of robins attacking their own reflection. Territorial disputes sometimes lead to fatalities, accounting for up to 10% of adult robin deaths in some areas
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“Do not sleep under a roof. Carry no money or food. Go alone to places frightening to the common brand of men. Become a criminal of purpose. Be put in jail, and extricate yourself by your own wisdom.”
The cold war between Armitech Private Defense and the Hidden Demons continues, even if reason prevails with a peace agreement between both organizations, provocations do not cease from either side. Neo Tokyo District and Chinatown, opposing forces ready to clash, will this be a new war in Cocoon Station?
Shot taken at Cocoon, between Sectors Two and Three.
Looking for the Official Cocoon Group? Look no further: www.flickr.com/groups/cocoonrp/
Visit Cocoon Here: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Esperia/237/170/4086
Cocoon: Come for the Neon, stay for the Intrigue
I return here occasionally, it changes little but there's an undeniable connection drawing in me in. See here in 2006. Corner Currajong & Aitkens Street, West Footscray.
Of course, during the pandemic, where I could go to photograph was limited.
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One of many ongoing approaches, where I move through the world as a harvester of images stumbling, strolling, lurching, equal parts accidental, and intentional. My concerns circumnavigate around questions that resist easy answers: time as texture, presence as performance, possibility as glitch. I trace the contours of decay and growth, hope and entropy, searching for the quiet collisions where meaning might emerge. Each image is less a document than a provocation an invitation to reconsider what we 'see', and what we ignore.
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no nuke 落實民主 停建核四
Protestors are now sitting down for the night in the latest standoff at the Legislative Yuan. The latest reports from NTU News E Forum show that the police have newly erected large numbers of barricades at the intersection of Zhenjiang St. and Qingdao E. Rd., with police officers moving inside the barricades. Since these new barricades are being dug into the ground (which in itself is of dubious legality), this has ignited the anger of a number of protestors. Lee Ming-tsung (李明璁), an assistant professor at the Department of Sociology at National Taiwan University, arrived on the scene earlier to calm down heightened emotions: "If we respond to police provocation and charge in," he said, "we will do more harm than good to the anti-nuclear movement."
The Robin is a year round resident in the UK, but a small minority of female Robins migrate to southern Europe during winter, a few as far as Spain. Both the male and female feature similar plumage, both with the distinctive red breast. The male bird is extremely territorial and will aggressively defend his territory, attacking any similar sized birds that try to muscle in on their patch.
The adult European robin is 12cm long and weighs between 15 to 22 g with a wingspan of 20–22 cm . The male and female bear similar plumage; an orange breast and face lined by a bluish grey on the sides of the neck and chest. The upperparts are brownish, or olive-tinged in British birds, and the belly whitish, while the legs and feet are brown. The bill and eyes are black. Juveniles are a spotted brown and white in colouration, with patches of orange gradually appearing. Male robins are noted for their highly aggressive territorial behaviour. They will fiercely attack other males and competitors that stray into their territories and have been observed attacking other small birds without apparent provocation. There are instances of robins attacking their own reflection. Territorial disputes sometimes lead to fatalities, accounting for up to 10% of adult robin deaths in some areas
Fitzroy's lanes never cease to deliver, when I flaneur through them.
This is the cover image from my self published book, "What's the ugliest part of your body". You can purchase it via the MPC website or from the NGV Art Book Fair.
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One of many ongoing approaches, where I move through the world as a harvester of images stumbling, strolling, lurching, equal parts accidental, and intentional. My concerns circumnavigate around questions that resist easy answers: time as texture, presence as performance, possibility as glitch. I trace the contours of decay and growth, hope and entropy, searching for the quiet collisions where meaning might emerge. Each image is less a document than a provocation an invitation to reconsider what we 'see', and what we ignore.
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I snuck down to the waters edge and snapped a few of this guy from my belly.
Normally, I can't get close to the turtles at the wetlands. They are very skittish and dive into the water at the slightest provocation. This little guy, about 4 inches long, seemed to not care at all that I laid down close to him.
You can always tell if I had a good day or bad day shooting, by how dirty I get. Today I was filthy.
Today if ye will hear His voice, harden not your heart as in the provocation, and as in the day of temptation in the wilderness: when your fathers tempted me, proved me, and saw my work. (Psalm 95; 7b,8,9) I often when called to sing, sing the first part of Psalm 95 as a praise song and ignore verses 7b-11. I frequently think of the verses in Psalms pertaining to the Israelites as history and don't always stop to think of how they apply today!
Extremadura, Spain
The main focus of this trip was the migration of the Common Cranes who fly into Spain at this time of year in their tens of thousands. I had images in my mind that I hoped to get but I hadn't reckoned on the weather and the fact that these birds are extremely flighty and take off at the slightest provocation. The best hope of photographing them is to find a small family group or pair - as was the case here. Photographing them at all was extremely challenging - mostly because the light was either too harsh or it was pouring with rain, so I have struggled to find even a few images to post. At best they are record shots, but here they are for better or worse!
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“The Cross (Croce) will be the next step in Father Murphy's path and the concept behind the new Father Murphy’s album.
“It was time for Father Murphy to measure with such a symbol.
“It's all about Sacrifice and Beatitude, dear C. Lee and Rev. freddie.”
This is the artist statement behind Calvary by Father Murphy. Not music as such, but a short piece of sound art - a musique concrete tone poem figuratively depicting the execution place of Dismas, Gestas and Jesus of Nazareth.
The tone poem is collaged from the sounds of wood being cut up and built into a cross, with percussion sounds recorded at the Holy Friday Procession in Ceske Budejovice, Czechoslovakia, and the banging of metal constructs in a children’s park in Stockholm.
The vocals and other audio elements were recorded variously in a backyard in Brooklyn, a mansion in Joshua Tree, a cave in San Francisco, and on the Pyramid of The Moon in Teotihuacan, Mexico. Calvary features a guest appearance by Ezra Buchla on viola (formerly of Gowns and heir to the Buchla synth dynasty).
Father Murphy have toured and collaborated with the likes of Xiu Xiu and Swans. Their previous release - Pain Is On Our Side Now - challenged the listener to engage creatively with the sound they are experiencing, by presenting the audio across four sides of vinyl, any two of which are required to be played simultaneously.
The duo’s own description of their sound is “Father Murphy is the sound of the Catholic sense of Guilt. A downward spiral aiming at the bottom of the hollow, and then digging even deeper.”
Praise for Father Murphy:
“From the harbingers of occultism and eroticism lifted from their nation's giallo tradition, to their theatrically adopted pseudo-religious personas, this Italian group are a 'cult' band in every sense of the word… Donning a cloak and edging into black occultism doesn't have to call for downtuned guitars and corpse paint… when peeking into the murky and bizarre world of Father Murphy, it should most definitely require something of a ritual to earn rite of passage.” - The Quietus
“…an unapologetic venture into head music and contains some powerful compositions. It’s steeped in a sense of reverence, but one that looks below, rather than expecting anything from above.” - Drowned in Sound
“Father Murphy are an Italian trio, who are about that musical point where seventies horror films, the folky point of prog-rock and a delightfully disturbing psychedelia meet. It will be a bleak vision for many to cope with, but those who enter here will not abandon hope, once their eyes adjust to the gloom…” - 17 Seconds
“Hailing from Italy, Father Murphy have seemingly taken their home country’s love of the opera, Catholic churches, fine art, and romance and turned it into something rather epic and mysterious.” - Clash
“At the dark heart of the record is… epic torment – wails, chants, Satan’s own orchestra – somehow skirting round pomposity. That such regular flecks of humour do little to dampen the sinister presiding atmosphere remains Father Murphy’s most potent spell.” - The Skinny
“Father Murphy = Khanate + Throbbing Gristle” - Slug Magazine
“How do you define the undefinable? How do you attempt to put into words the aural psyche of an artist apparently intent on some level of mass hypnosis? How do you convey your own trip through the haze of sonic displacement within a confined definition of what is and isn’t reality, what is and isn’t ‘music’ as we know it? If Father Murphy’s songwriting duo are on some sort of voyage of self-discovery it’s as exhilarating a ride as you would expect it to be…and as dark as one too.” - Lonesome Noise
“No matter how you look at it, it’s eerie. It’s as if a group of mountain-dwelling monks experienced a collective schizophrenic breakdown and decided, also collectively, to create cohesive experimental records. It’s creepy as hell, but boy is it good!” - FencePost
“If you’re looking for something to chill the bones and freeze the heart, then you need look no further than the discomfort caused by Father Murphy.” - The Grim Tower
“The band has consistently transfixed ears and psyche with challenging, at times uncomfortable, provocations… Father Murphy is a band to devour and cower from, a proposition which can only do you harm and good, if you dare brave their invitations.” - The Ringmaster Review
Palermo’s Piazza Pretoria has long been the city’s most unabashed open-air gallery of flesh and flourish. These marble figures—gods, goddesses, nymphs, beasts, and mortals alike—have weathered centuries of sun, scandal, and curious stares. Some strike classical poses of virtue and poise. Others flaunt grapes, grip sea monsters, or simply let it all hang out. It’s not subtle. It’s not prudish. It’s Palermo at its most baroque—and its most brazen.
Originally sculpted by Francesco Camilliani in 1554 for a private villa in Florence, the Fontana Pretoria was shipped to Palermo in 1573, where its arrival caused an uproar—particularly among the neighbouring convents, who dubbed it the Square of Shame (Piazza della Vergogna). Today, it’s embraced with local pride, international amusement, and the occasional side-eye from visiting aunties.
This series captures the sensuous splendour of the statues in all their unabashed glory—no fig leaves, no apologies, just pure Sicilian stone-cold confidence.
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La Piazza Pretoria de Palerme est sans doute la galerie en plein air la plus audacieuse de la ville. Ces statues de marbre — dieux, déesses, nymphes, monstres et mortels — ont affronté les siècles avec grâce, insolence et un sens du style tout sicilien. Certaines posent avec une dignité classique. D’autres exhibent des grappes de raisin, chevauchent des créatures marines… ou se tiennent fièrement dans le plus simple appareil. Subtil ? Non. Pudique ? Encore moins.
Sculptée en 1554 par Francesco Camilliani pour une villa privée à Florence, la Fontana Pretoria fut transportée à Palerme en 1573, provoquant l’indignation des religieuses voisines, qui la surnommèrent Place de la Honte. Aujourd’hui, elle est célébrée avec humour, fierté et un brin de provocation.
Cette série d’images rend hommage à la sensualité marbrée de ces statues sans tabou – une Sicile baroque, assumée et résolument sculpturale.