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Geoff Cordner was born in 1960 in Tripoli, Libya to a French mother and an
American father. He was raised in Libya, Canada and Egypt before
moving to the United States in 1978. He began taking photos in
the late '70's and early '80's, initially for use in silk-screened
posters for Austin, Texas punk bands and later for various punk
fanzines. He lived and worked in Los Angeles from 1985-1988, and
from 1989 through 1994 was based in Milan, Italy. He returned
to Los Angeles in 1994 and took a 3 year hiatus before returning
to photography in 1997. He currently resides in Los Angeles. |
"Geoff Cordner captures that space between breaths, where photography
transcends documentation and morphs into the pure essence of being.
A small moment in time where the subjects drop their natural defenses
and instead of posing for the shot, seem to exist forever, not
trapped by their image, but for once, finally freed within it
in." - Lydia Lunch |
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06.18.03: short fiction
Clowns |
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| Clown Town had dirt roads he reckoned, ramshackle wooden houses
with ripped screen doors half off their hinges, damp laundry getting
soaked in the drizzle on clothes lines, broken down cars stripped
and abandoned on grassless yards, dirty clown kids running around
screaming -- and he'd be stranded, sucked into Clown Town, forced
to work in a circus, probably never see his friends and family
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02.14.03: erotic fiction
Meat and Potatoes |
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| It was meat and potatoes sex. She was the meat and potatoes and
he was the plate. She'd push him on his back grab his head and
mount it. There was no seduction. She always had coarse stubble
-- everything about her was coarse, even her beauty, and she really
was beautiful. His face would get abraded. She'd grind and push
and rub and grind and push and after a while she'd come with a
grunt and a gasp and a hard sudden thrust, and after the second
or third time he figured out to push forward on her ass at the
crucial moment so that his nose would slide into the wet softness
of flesh and not be smashed by the stubbly hardness of bone. |
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02.14.02: creative nonfiction
Geoff Cordner: Crime Blotter |
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| Crime Blotter is full of details, the stuff you never notice,
the stuff that makes up real life, the weird, twisted banalities
of sex and drugs and anger and violence and passion and junkie
hustles. |
More Geoff in the archives: Summer 2000, Spring 2001, Summer-Fall 2001 |
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12.07.06: Scarlet Letters -- in case it isn't glaringly obvious -- is currently
on an extended hiatus. The web has changed, we've changed, and
we're trying to figure out how we both fit together now, which isn't a process we want to rush.
In the meantime, by all means, enjoy our years of past content,
all of which still remain in the public and subscription areas.
If you're looking for more current SL-related content, you can
have check out upcoming books from editor Heather Corinna and previous co-editor Hanne Blank, check out Heather's current sexuality sites, or explore sites through the femmerotic network. We hope to be back with you soon, as fresh, challenging and
unexpected as ever.
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