
David: OK, so here’s the thing people — everything is working in this room. You’ve got a theme and a color palette that supports it. Great! Work it. The 24/7 homage to Chuck Jones? Why the fuck not? Hell it beats a room full of Chuck Norris dolls. All’s well here until the eye drifts over to the lower right hand corner of the photo and we notice — what? A giant porcelain rabbit and a mirrored disco ball. Oh no. Thematic symmetry shattered. The senses balk. The mind spins. Quick! Cue Britney’s new album — in its entirety — because you’re getting ready to … Blackout!
But! Note how he positions the three baby wolves in such a way that one of the foundational icons of Western art and civilization, Romulus and Remus, is dramatically inverted. Rather than infant twins suckling at the she-wolf’s teat, we get infant wolf pups suckling at the leather-daddy’s cock. Genius!
(Also, I think that rabbit under the disco ball is a work by Jeff Koons.)
The neon light in the background says it all: “It’s a full moon and I’m ready to howl, waiting for my ACME turbo-charged rocket-powered love slave! To hell with the Road Runner, I want someone who’s gonna stay put long enough to make me happy!” Sadly, the only thing that looks out of place in this “howling” good room is Grandpa Moses in the chair: let’s hope he is “Wile-y” enough to catch a real man!
That’s so funny–before I read the copy the first thing I thought was, “what’s with the rabbit and disco ball though?” LOL!
How do these men explain their home “styles” to their dates, friends, families, co-workers.
Hey Bob - what did you do last night? Oh - I cleaned all my porcelain wolves, coyotes and road runners. Tomorrow night I think I’ll get out the Dust Buster and clean up the plushies.
Whatever floats your boat I guess. At least there not Hummels or Precious Moments figurines.
Okay, we all know that the coyote theme is running amuck in the room. Has anyone bothered to notice the faux wood book shelves in the background and the chair he happens to be sitting in? That cannot feel good on one’s ass.
At least the chair matches the carpet. Come to think of it, he kind of looks like a road runner himself……only the beak is misplaced.
OMG!!!! I just noticed the coyote “bedroom slippers” I am truly scared!!!
This could’ve been worse! While this guy obviously cheers for the underdog–as displayed by his creepy obsession with Wile E. Coyote, just imagine had this room been decorated as a shrine to Tweety.
Nevertheless, I’m still impressed with this shrine. Not many men would be able to display their love for a cartoon character, the days of disco, their patriotism and LEATHER…and weave it all so fabulously.
HolePunchSD speaks the truth. LOVE THIS GUY’S ROOM!!!!!!!!!!
this can’t be real.
Jesus Athena Lords of Kobol, help this poor man.
Jesus Athena Lords of Kobol?
Let he who is without sin cast the first stone, shortjock.
But I digress…..
My heart goes out to anyone who (apparently) spends their last dime to get the latest colletible doll but won’t spring for decent chair to plot his ass in. You just know that the rest of week he’s sitting there watching Christopher Lowell offer tips on removing spooge from plush animals.
Jesus Athena Lords of Kobol (See? He’s got ME saying it now!)[giggles]
What hideous spelling errors in my previous post! I’ve got the vapors, folks. My apologies.
What might I add to the insightful commentary already noted? hummmmm, Indeed the rabbit and disco ball are striking an anomaly that draws the eye in immediately- Indeed the composition of this interior- or more correctly this image is rather complex with varying hierarchies that pull and tug at our senses and buried knowledge. The rabbit is perhaps less Koons and more Katrina Fristch based on Albrecht Durer (umlaut omitted) whilst the disco ball is perhaps more like a Felix Gonzales Torres inspired element. But Chuck Jones is most certainly the main focus and one can imagine the sound-track to this interior being that wonderful album that was released many years ago of LooneyTunes (I forget the composers notable name-sorry)peppered with Ms.Summers “beep beep-toot toot” in parity with the serials’ script. But this image takes for me a more interesting social and political shift. I ask myself if he is a Log-cabin republican sitting confidently as a proud patriot (LooneyTunes being synonymous with America of course). The Lounge chair should not be ignored for its underlying significance- it has a direct relation to the our leather cowboys’ main hobby-TV watching (Perhaps even a wood-grained Bang &Olufsen). It is about comfort-it is about control (yes Archie Bunker). It celebrates the the pursuer, the nasty element within this unchanging narrative-Its so wonderfully facile to see el Coyote as Dubya and the RR as logic and wisdom and downright brilliance. This is not the celebration of wit but rather an early homage to the dumb-down culture a later Beavus&Butthead generation would embrace (Think of “white” Koons such as Ms.Hilton as a consequence). Unlike those of us who celebrate the strategic “beautiful wickedness” of Margaret Hamilton this is about deluded futility-One can even imagine the trailer’s exterior beyond the coordinated wall-to-wall carpeting. And oh yes the Coyote slippers… this merely lets us know that the leather is the bark not the bite.
The slippers, dear god. There sits a man with a sense of humour… I hope.
Who would have guessed Senator Larry Craig was into LEATHER and COYOTES!!
The room’s decor is immensely charming, and I could certainly tumble for a man his age if he were more of a fuzzy, cuddly “Silver Bear” type. But the Republican Senator with baby-smooth shaved crotch — not so much.
(Also, if you’re going to go to all the trouble of dressing up for a self-portrait, why not take a V**gra?)
If Mapplethorpe were still alive, I think he would be jealous of how awesome this photograph is.
I’m not sure about Mapplethorpe, but Diane Arbus would definitely be interested. Increase the exposure and make it b&w and you know it’d be on her wall.
I’m not certain about the rabbit statue though — are we sure isn’t a coyote? The disco ball is sublime, though. It’s like a fragment of an alternate reality that is bleeding through into CoyoteLand. This picture might just be the best one on here.
I have been seeing penis, all of my life, in everything from the Arby’s cowboy hat to Joe Camel’s snout. And now here is a man, just like me, who wants to show us that the nose of Wile E. Coyote is between his legs. Well done.
This IS the Janitor from ‘Scrubs’, right?