just a reminder - do NOT boycott streaming services or not watch new things. the unions have not called for one for a reason. for one, it affects residual payments, which as minimal as those currently are, actors are still getting them during this time, and for two, studios will use lack of viewership as an excuse to cancel shows because you are showing them there is no demand. it deeply affects the industry the writers and actors stand to come back to once the strike is over
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From the pages of SPECTAGORIA magazine issue 6, 1974. Spectagoria was a renowned underground fashion photography magazine surrounded by rumor and mystery. Founded by iconoclastic photographer/filmmaker Sera Clairmont initially as a showcase of her own work, the publication drew controversy for its dark themes and morbid imagery, which often used beauty, sexuality, and fashion as a means to, in Clairmont’s words, “let speak the darkness that surrounds us from other worlds.”
Christian groups in the United States called for a ban of the magazine, with Jerry Falwell accusing Clairmont of being “a witch and a pornographer in league with the devil himself.” Clairmont dismissed the accusations as “just more blatant examples of the sexism and double-standards that led me to forge my own path in a male-dominated industry.” But the boycott drew scrutiny to the magazine’s photographs, which at times contained images that seemed impossible, even supernatural, in nature. Some wondered if Sera Clairmont was related to Seraphina Clairmont, the famous Manhattan mystic who “spoke to demons” and lived at the mysterious Zorovic Building at the turn of the 20th century, and was rumored to have been buried alive in the building’s 1913 destruction.
Sera Clairmont went into hiding in 1976, but continued to publish Spectagoria until the early 80s, growing stranger and darker with each issue, fueling even more speculation that otherworldly powers were behind it before its abrupt end. No one knew where it was being published from, nor where - or *how* - its photos were taken. Very few copies of each issue of Spectagoria were printed, and today only a handful of scattered pages have been located and scanned. I will continue to share more pages as I find them...
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In the 1800s a troupe of actors invested in a floating theatre that sank with all hands. Now on summer evenings, by the rivers and waterways they appear to give performances that creep into the dreams of those sleeping nearby, if there is no audience. #picturewantsastory
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If you like the word “queer” reblog.
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Trap Door Berk, Boni, Drutt and the worm
by Nema Studios
‘Somewhere in the dark and nasty regions where nobody goes, stands an ancient castle.’
‘Deep within this dank and uninviting place, lives Berk.’
“Ullo”
‘Overworked servant to the thing upstairs.’
“BERK! FEED ME!’
‘But that’s nothing compared to the horrors that lurk beneath the trap door. For there is always something down there, in the dark, waiting to come out.’
A limited set, the only movement in is Berk’s arms, but nice if you remember the show.
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The ending of supernatural circuses and carnivals around the world left cursed performers seeking homes. They would audition for theatres or perform in the street. Eventually these orphans formed the Chaos Carousel Corporate Event company offering truly unique team building exercises. #picturewantsastory
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The Yuki-onna looked out from the cab. The European count had been right. The city didn’t believe in her and had vast numbers of people left out in the cold. So desperate, they would get in her cab, to be fatally drained of their warmth. #picturewantsastory
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In return, for the town's prosperity through time, the costumed dolls had to be stored in the cellars below. Every so often, somebody would disappear and a new doll would be in the cellars. The town developed its own language to cover these disappearances. ‘Got dolled up’ or ‘gone to the cellar.’ Then they would never mention it again. #picturewantsastory
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