Here's a picture of Natalie Portman at a party in which a photographer managed to snap her with cum on her face. Someone has spent a lot of time making this hardcore shot seem to be populated with a famous actress - with her face covered with cum. A young one that many people fantasize about. A large amount of celebrity nude shots out there are screen shots stolen from films. That was never the intent of the scenes, to be frozen and studied in statis. FIlms afford quick and fleeting glimpses, in a narrative, yet they're strangely purient and unsatisfying. To a certain extent because the celebrities don't have as much sexually to offer... when we see them naked. They're acting after all. Lindsay Lohan, who's been a cute girl and generally can demonstrate a positive, vivacious energy on film, is someone I thought I'd like to see naked and in hardcore action. But her pussy here doesn't seem too appealing. It's been shaved and has a certain clammy tackiness to it.
And to a certain extent, so does her recent life. It isn't good porn. Her recent hijinx with her girlfriend, which may or not be real, continues the dismay and dissatisfaction with following her career. The artist above goes by the name of Yovo and does this photoshop work to make a fantasy more real. Our hardcore fantasy made flesh. Retouch the photos professionally and carefully, using the proper and matching materials to make shadows, skin tone, pose of body work with the rest of the photo. And this work of creating "fakes" - there are thousands of varying degrees of professionalism - introduces a sexual and explicit element into our voyeuristic fantasies of the stars we watch, look at while they do not look at us back. Celebrity is a unique and privileged social and public construct. In these new and forbidden documents...they are presumably not acting. Celebrities, or at least the people that are well known to us, allow us to look at them. We are profoundly and instinctually interested in each other, in other people, and we can't stop watching. And they watch us to make sure we still are. Celebrities, who are often beautiful, or made to look beautiful, or certainly, made to be looked at (since a camera is pointed at them and the resultant images are relayed to us by t.v. or film or the internet), create their own awareness. We have a personal and unique relationship with these people who allow us to watch them and fantasize about them. They're larger than life in our minds and in our hearts. And their sexuality is unknown. It is forbidden. Usually kept a secret. These "celebrity fakes" change what might otherwise be a promo headshot of our favorite celebrity, and grounds it visually into the real, base, human and horny sexual realm. To an extent it makes them closer to real. We actually see Natalie Portman blowing, and getting blown on. And believe it for a while. Our relationship to the celebrity, of course, affects our response to these fakes. If we have fantasized over the prim doings of a young starlet, or if the actress has played loose and sexual roles in films, our shock and pleasurable surprise may be mitigated, dampened, or heightened. Here is Britney Spears, in another fake. It addresses our suspicions of her lack of control, and rhymes to a certain extent her lack of decorum in public. Although very explicit, it doesn't have the same power to shock. That may have a lot to do with how we think of Britney Spears as a person vs. as an unobtainable celebrity figure. We feel that here, even she is still watching us watching her. Does it excite us by exposing a hidden aspect of a public personality, a private exhibitionistic streak we're unable to access except through trickery? Or does it merely confirm it?
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