Dec 02 Photographer

Certain Artists and art werx are not born, but rather descend as if from some cosmic chrome elevator with an inert knowledge of a future that none of us have dared to imagine. Collin Rae's lush, campy, Sci-Fi world gushes with electronic soundz, technicolor vixens, and staged blood, coupled with a vision of Hammeresque horror while on phuturistic amphedomine. This amazonian fantasy begins with the first click of the shutter, submissive androids and sadistic fembots float in an ethereal sea of Powellesque color. Elegant mistresses from a planet marked "X" , painted to the nines, circle a Snooty Fox and flock to the random beauty of seedy motels and starlit heavens only to be snapped up as characters in Collin's extraterrestrial dramas and lunar island erotica, where Alien beings crave the jello colored light in which Rae bathes them in. The Desired result? Abstract dreams and artificial creations of random fetishes and Outer-World glam captured and bound forever to this second dimension.

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