It is obvious by now that I have an extreme weak spot for grotesque portraiture. I have always been one to mull over school yearbooks and obsess over the split moment in time when someone has their mask on, playing their role while also looking extremely vulnerable. Richard Moon's portraits, while not all successful in this regard, capture these moments. Stark portraiture like this almost becomes abstract as the length of a forehead and the form of a shirt become obsessive details that render someone a ridiculous creature as the tendons in their neck strain to hold an unnatural "candid" pose.

















Thanks again Mr. Jubbo, you continue to expand my horizons.
Posted by: bartleby | May 01, 2008 at 10:23 PM
it looks like Lord Bullingdon from Barry Lyndon
Posted by: charles mchutchence | May 02, 2008 at 01:49 AM