Pirelli Calendar 2025
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Books I Read in 2024: The Valley
The Valley by Larry Sultan is one of my favorite photography books. A gorgeous, evocative, moving chronicle of life in the San Fernando Valley's adult movie industry by the late great Larry Sultan. Includes a front of the book essay by Sultan that interweaves his youth in the Valley and being on the sets of adult movies.
Books I Read in 2024: Victory Parade, I Hate Men, My Friend Dahmer, The Crying of Lot 49, Machines in the Head, Big Magic, The Valley, End of Active Service, An Honest Woman, The Money Shot, Atomic Habits, Finding Your Own North Star, Crazy Cock, Sigrid Rides, Your Money Or Your Life
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ZOË BY PURIENNE
From YouTube: “Saint Laurent Rive Droite, through SL Editions, is pleased to present a new book, featuring Zoë Kravitz photographed by Henrik Purienne.” You can buy a copy of the book for $135 on YSL.com.
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The Hotline
I’ve really been enjoying photographer Noah Kalina’s YouTube videos, where he talks about his work, his life, and the world. In particular, I like his hotline show, where people call in and ask questions. I’ve called in twice, including for the most recent hotline episode, “The Hotline Show XII.” One reason I like Noah’s rhetoric around art is that he doesn’t try to tie everything up into a neat bow. Art is messy and chaotic and unpredictable. In any case, I usually learn something about my own practice from his thoughts, so check out his work.
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What We See
“The images feature hardcore sex, fetishists, erect penises, the unhoused, the seemingly dead, freaks, the mentally ill, exhibitionists, masochists, sex workers, psychos, criminals, mobsters, a hooded figure removing a string of anal beads from his anus, and other types.” Read the rest of my latest Reverse Cowgirl newsletter HERE and then subscribe by hitting the button at the bottom of the newsletter.
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The Theatre
“I took this photo of the Tiki Theatre on Friday while standing in the street on Santa Monica Boulevard as traffic approached.” Read the rest of my Substack newsletter. Subscribe to get it in your inbox weekly.
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She May Destroy You
I love this cover portrait of Michaela Coel by Tim Walker for W Magazine. If you haven’t seen HBO’s “I May Destroy You,” which is terrific, you should.
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Naked in NYC
Last weekend, my NYC-based photographer friend Nikola Tamindzic was part of an art show supporting NYC artists and featuring work they’d created during the pandemic. One of the prints he was selling was a photo he took of me, remotely, during the early days of the pandemic. What a delight to be included.
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Who's Listening?
The other day, I found myself walking past these monstrous satellite dishes in Burbank. I think they are there for a TV studio to broadcast from? But I’m not sure. I’d walked by them several times in the past, but getting closer to them required walking onto private property. This time, I decided to investigate by walking up the driveway and then snapped a few shots of two big dishes that I could see on the other side of a hedge. Then I kept walking down the street.
As I walked past another driveway, I saw there were more dishes, and I could get closer to them. So I walked towards them. There were a series of large dishes, and some other smaller things doing I don’t know what. There was also a small building with a sign that read 2901 SATELLITE BUNKER. It all felt very @socialistmodernism. I wondered if the dishes were transmitting information or receiving information or both. I snapped more pics. Then my phone rang, and a woman walking by asked me if she was going the right way to the Chick-fil-A, and I walked back to my car.
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Burbank
As seen in Burbank’s Magnolia Park neighborhood. Follow me on Instagram here.
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My Life in Pink
For my latest newsletter, I wrote about posing naked for Nikola Tamindzic’s long-distance portrait series: “I Am Here, and You Are Where You Are.” Don’t subscribe to my newsletter yet? You can do that here.
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In the Tub
Image credit: Nikola Tamindzic
My photographer friend Nikola Tamindzic remotely photographed me for his “I Am Here, and You Are Where You Are” series. As he puts it: It’s “a series of portraits of people all over the world during the coronavirus pandemic, most of whom I have never met in ‘real life.’ I am shooting these portraits remotely: me in my apartment in New York City, them out there in the world, using whatever technology we can.”
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Hollywoodland
Image via TIME
This is one of my favorite photos of Los Angeles. It’s Hollywood when it was Hollywoodland. It’s the Herculean effort it took to create what’s here now. It’s omnipresent and never the same. According to TIME:
“The 50-ft.-tall lettering, which was lit by thousands of flashing light bulbs, was erected as an advertisement not for the movie-making mecca, but for a housing development called Hollywoodland.”
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The Trouble with Newsletters
Adult Entertainment Expo, Las Vegas, NV | Photo credit: Susannah Breslin
I was thinking about starting a newsletter focusing on the vices beat—from the adult industry to gambling trends to the luxury firearms market, all of which I’ve covered on my Forbes blog and elsewhere—but then I checked out the “Legal Policies” for the newsletter platform I’d be most likely to use: Mailchimp. Their “Acceptable Use Policy” prohibits, among other things, “Pornography/sexually explicit content”; they’re freaked out by “Escort services, mail-order bride/spouse finders, international marriage brokers, and other similar sites and services,” “Hookup, swinger, or sexual encounter sites or services,” and “Gambling services or products”; and they scrutinize content that mentions “Adult entertainment/novelty items.”
Anyone have any suggestions for another newsletter platform?
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Say Cheese
21 Likes, 1 Comments - Susannah Breslin (@susannahbreslin) on Instagram: "Got photographed by @smeetamahanti today 📷"
The other day I got photographed by Smeeta Mahanti, who took this bad-ass photo you may have seen.
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Get Em, Girl!
I came across this amazing photo by Ted Streshinsky for Corbis while doing some research.
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1969: National guardsmen, called out by Governor Reagan to quell demonstrations, surround a Vietnam war protester during the People’s Park riot. The guardsmen herded protesters into a carpark with bayonets
Pool Party
Image credit: Jean Pigozzi
The WSJ has a cool profile of Jean Pigozzi and his pool parties:
Everyone, it seems, came for a swim. Elizabeth Taylor visited in 1993, and "after like three minutes she said, 'Mr. Pigozzi, are you going to buy me a diamond?' I said, 'Why?'" he recalls. "She said, 'I ask every man I meet to buy me a diamond. And sometimes it works.''
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Let's Get It On
An image from the "Caged Heat" editorial that Steven Klein shot for Interview magazine.
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