A LITTLE SHITTY NOTE ON ALIFE BTW

I love me some crazy and expensive sneakers, I really do, and I'm glad Clayton got such an awesome well executed and promoted show. That being said, Alife has the fugliest looking clodhoppers I have ever seen, all plastered with their stupid block logo all over it. What stupid dumb straight boy with 'street cred' sat around and decided on these pastel and wimpy patterned trimmed blocks of shit? Wouldn't be caught dead in them. I guess I don't have enough self congratulatory street 'style'. They're so full of themselves I can't even look at them under their dumb ass flat brimmed stupid puff hamburger bun hats. Fat heads.

I LOVE BROKEN THINGS

CLAYTON PATTERSON OPENING AT ALIFE GALLERY

OK GURL

NEVER SAW THE UMPIRE UNLIT. LOOKS SO OMINOUS.

NEVER CARED FOR THE ESTABLISHMENT

Don't they have an ashtray by that salt and peppa??? Mind you I've only bought coffee there 4 times in my life and used the bathroom 6 times... oh 7. I wouldn't normally post this because I have serious neck scariness and this is a very very poor representation of what's really going on with my skin tone and abs, but it was OH too good not to post.

BITCHES IN THE SKY INTERNET NOVELLA

NOT ANYMORE

Like Gimbels, any New Yorker remembers this place a block down from Bloomingdale's. Alexander's went under and never made it to the 90's. I don't know who found this but I never forgot the song. It reminds me of an ad I used to see that had a picture of a big black lady with a caption that read "I shop everywhere, but I BUY on 14th street!".

INTERESTING ARTICLE ON HUMANELY TATTOOED PIGS

LEEE BLACK CHILDERS EXHIBIT: DRAG QUEENS AND RENT BOYS

Cynthia Powell and Subdivision Arts Present a Photographic Exhibition by Leee Black Childers!


"Gotta Cigarette?" This simple request opened up a new world for Leee Black Childers, a simple young country boy from Kentucky, as he ventured onto the streets of Greenwich Village. Towering over him, wearing a giant frizzy wig, extremely thick black false eyelashes, and six inch platform boots was the woman of his nightmares -- his first New York City Drag Queen! "Gotta cigarette?"


Leee didn't smoke and he didn't have a cigarette, but he soon learned that that was not a real question. There are boys in Rome,Paris, and Hong Kong who know very little more English than "Gotta cigarette?" In dark streets and alleys worldwide, that is the accepted introduction of one outlaw to another. In this twilight world of prostitutes, drag queens, thieves, pickpockets, and rent boys, Leee had found his welcome home.
He soon found a successful career in rock and roll photography going from Andy Warhol's Factory to David Bowie's Ziggy Stardust to the notorious punk Anarchy in the UK Tour, but throughout it all, he always kept photographing his favorite subjects -- drag queens and rent boys.


Sadly, like many wild creatures, they have found their natural habitat shrinking. Times Square in New York, London's Soho, and many other "seedy" urban neighborhoods are being turned into family friendly tourist spots. The outcasts found themselves being cast out! But, with remarkable resilience, they have learned to cope and adapt to the times. Leee was glad to find them with all their familiar charm and beauty on the internet. Now we can find 53rd and Third right in the comfort of our home computer screens!


In this show he features many of his favorites from past days, as well as a selection of photos of the live chat boys from the internet.



The entire show was styled and quality controlled by John Connell.

Opening Reception: Sat. Sept. 26, 6-9PM

Subdivision Art Tel: 718-482-1899
48-18 Vernon Blvd. #7 Train to Vernon Blvd.
Long Island City, NY 11101 (one stop from Grand Central Station)

SO HAPPY TO SEE THE PEE WEE HERMAN ON LENO & HE STILL HAS IT, THE OLD CODGER!

WOULD YOU EV ER???

I don't care that I'm going to look totally lowbrow posting demented Manhunt profiles. I did post a lady with a removed uterus puppet. To hell with it. This one takes the cake. The first image of him even has the word 'danger' written over and over behind him. I don't know how far into crystal meth psychosis this guy has delved into, but I have a feeling that I wouldn't be welcome at the door unless I brought some Ronsonal torch lighter butane, 5 bottles of blue Gatoraide (they like that) and a pound of calamari. What's with the squid fetish in these pics?! Look, hats off for the creativity, but the reality is TOTALLY "It put the lotion on or it gets the hose"! EEK!








Oh yeah, his screen name is 'PhistPhucker'and I'll share is interests...
"Hammering, Nailing, Pounding and Screwing! Its symbolism, expression, vivid imagination, and balls!!My Motto:Imagination is more important than knowledge. A. Einstein My Credo: Inventions are nothing more than extensions of our mind. L. Da vinci Supercharged Bipedal Suspension Built to take the roughest of rides **Enhanced Diametrically Opposed Versatility.****Powered by Zen**MASTER/Artist/Poet/Photographer/Lover29 in waist, avid lifter,no tan lines25 years HIV pozI am into SOPHISTICATED KINK ISO....ARTISTIC SEX SLAVE APPRENTICE..... Based In LAS VEGAS" ...but his profile is listed in Fire Island.

B L E S S H U H H E A R T ! ! !

BEFORE AND AFTER

It's that time of month for me. This is how I am before my shot...


And this is after...


Yes, it's that dramatic. The reason is that the stupid Dr is slowly allowing me more testosterone (which I medically need) until I have the right amount. The problem is that it's a three week cycle and after two weeks it wears off and the third week is gruesome. I get lanky and I'm sad and weak and sluggish. Miserable. For those of you that think I don't need it or it is wrong, you're just ugly. Sorry, I'm lashing out. I just administered it and it hasn't kicked in. Oh, but BABY when it does I will be feeling FINE.

SOME NUTS

This guy had faded black tube socks under Teva sandals. He also had high water cut off sweatpants under cut off faded men's cut-off dress pants and a Hawaiian shirt for a top. I was mortified sitting behind him. Funniest nicest man I ever met though. He sang a song "When A Weirdo Gets Laid", which I could appreciate. I've favored many a weirdo in my life.


This lady sang a Broadway style duet to a uterus puppet which was encrusted with sequins and glitter inside. She was a real sick one and I couldn't bear to record much more than this. What's that noise?! Lord.

BEADZ ON NUDE ILLUSION

REMEMBER THIS?

I sure do. From the days when my mother and I wouldn't be seen in anything other than Mugler, Montana & Gaultier. Also from the days when I had a serious clothing budget. I always had 10-12 blazers of each of these designers that were relatively very in season and everyone hated me for it.
Everyone except my friend Tina Bates who had a real custom made cage blazer made in Paris. She was the shit for that. My mom and I would go to those Onward Koshiyama sample sales and drop the coins. Those sales were sick and brutal ; you had to carry everything you wanted to buy or someone would snatch it. My mom once got in a tug of war with a lady over some slinky scarf. She won. Don't mess with a red head with egyptian scarab bangles up to her elbows. Everything Gaultier I had I sold at resale for nothing years later. All gone. There may be some pieces in the back of my mom's closets, I don't know. AH, the days when shoulder pads, laces and boning just made me...

I WAS IN A NAIR ACCIDENT

I keep it all smooth and glowing like a porn star, but I had gotten a little scruffy in the woods. Facial hair was building up as well as everything else and I hadn't charged my clipper. So I did it. Everywhere ankle to neck, except for the boys. Glopped it on. The bottle said 3 minutes of exposure to the Nair, 10 minutes tops, but I received a call I had to take and 18 minutes later I was screaming in the shower. The end result: fried spam Reavis. I have been living encased in moisturizer and walk like a weird old person since. It did actually get on the boys and that has been miserable. Yesterday, the moisturizer 'down there' on my crepe like crinkled areas caused them to bond with the inside of my underwear over several hours. I had to rip off my calvins like a band-aid. No dates this weekend. It hurts, but it's so funny I don't really care.

REAVIS REHAB!!!

DID YOU TELL HUH THAT YOU TOOK IT?

No I sure as hell didn't you dip. It was a moment and I took it. This big muscular brother next to me reading the paper noticed and as the couple left he asked if I took her picture and if I told her that I took her picture. I said no I didn't tell her, which he already knew. He said that I should tell her if I'm going to take her picture. I thought the conversation had nowhere to go and didn't reply and actually probably made some fucked up faces as I scrolled through other pics. Whatever buddy. He was reading the post.

NY'S SOLE SEX FREAK BATH HOUSE ACTUALLY HAS A SITE