P&R don’t need my press
For a moment, I think I have them. Maybe they even want me to believe it. All I know is fashion rarely has this substance, this depth. The texture of Petrovsky and Ramone’s pictures tacks metallic in my mouth, while the attitude is so thick it’s hard to digest. I bite off more than I can chew, and the moment of thinking I have them ends.
Known out from behind the lens as Morena Westerik and Petra van Benekuum, they have the rare ability to infuse a contrived fashion with the spark of candidness. Certainly, their subjects are models, but their models are also their friends on myspace. The intimacy into which one is lured by P&R’s photos seems to originate from their willingness to risk vulnerability, either in the subject or the subject’s surroundings. Intimacy is a turn on, sure, and the sex appears to be there for the taking, sincere, escaping the bawdiness of burlesque. On the other hand, whether the rubble lies on the streets or in the eyes, brutality is simply unwanted intimacy, and is equally potent in these images.
That the models walk this wavering juxtaposition with both sincerity and abandon is a testament to P&R’s style. It’s right there, and with such reckless availability that I find myself ashamed at my own hesitation. But there is no hesitation in this work, only friction and combustion and disaster. Think of how to approach this life, and take another bite.
via Trend Land.