Supposedly the best male ballet dancer of the 20th century, his bare athletic perfection has been impressively documented by the aesthete Avedon. A manifest memento of what we aspire. /HORST
Medusa's snakes have chosen me. An eternal spell engraved onto my skin. Tattooed by a thin frayed layer of organza. The prophecy of our precedent prequel has fulfilled itself. And I devote myself. /HORST
The naked male body accessorized with a single object. Posing in established manners of online dating profiles. The fruit and the cowboy hat - implicating the personae's true self. So the question is: What kind of person is he? /HORST
Isn't it nice to have obsessions? Some unfulfilled fantasies. Things that shouldn't be but manifest themselves irreparably. Just like a tribal tattoo on tanned skin. /HORST
A rather romantic adaption of the Duchamps urinal. And a rather entertaining pose. A rather provocative post title as well, I may assume. Put shortly: We like to say it with flowers. /HORST
That's what we've all been waiting for: a naked power yoga DVD. Peter Breen might not have won our Ugly Underwear Contest but he prefers to wear nothing at all anyway. And his latest piece of work concedes his point. /HORST
The reference piece for my most beloved fashion obsession: A man in a sheer shirt hiding an undressed woman. Transparency covering nudity. His chesthair referring to her sexuality. /HORST
Surreal and intense. A universe of flying chicken wings, balloon animals and distorted bodies. Cruelly reigned by revolution, deformation and protest. /HORST
OMG. I always loved the 'Sex Madonna'. This wonderful photo story by Steven Meisel contains explicit nudity, leather, bondage, nipples. The perfect dose of naughtiness for the little Horst in each of us. /HORST
We all know him. We all love him. Marcelo Krasilcic. When it comes to his work I first remember his mattrass series. And his still life faces of course. It's all about nudity, yes, but it's also about a playful vision of self-expressive sexuality. It's about the ordinary offering new contexts and being transformed into something artificial, building the frame for portraits of stripped-to-the-soul protagonists. /HORST
P.S.: Last night I was introduced to social porn. Just to let you know.
This is what I am dreaming of secretly. Having a pool party at my place. With sweet half-naked people getting wet, playing and jumping around. The only problem: I don't have a bath tube. Well, I have to move... /HORST