Fantastical Women : A hundred small clocks are ticking and the monotonous day of one young watchmaker in Taipei City, Taiwan is about to turn into a technicolor night. As he locks up, the inner recesses of his imagination begin to unlock as he steps into a bustling city of creativity, precision, commerce and industry. Toys upon toys.
Fantastical Women : Lin arrives at the door of his home, where he lives alone. He thinks of the ladies who lie in waiting, ready to spend the evening ahead with him. Some of them don’t exist yet, but that won’t stop them from engulfing and swallowing by the night’s end. Devoured by sexual prowess and appetite, Lin lets his ladies consume him when he step inside his single room. Scores of vivid erotic illustrations fill his apartment; some generated on screens, some hand drawn and reminiscent of Japanese master creator, Hokusai—if he painted The Great Wave off Kanagawa with a busty, ravenous mer-woman crashing on to the waves. “I think the ocean combines beauty, power and danger. I always use the ocean to represent woman.” He goes on, “Guillermo del Toro said ‘Everyone that is dreaming of using fantasy to tell the stories about things that are real in the world today, you can do it.'” Fleshy, bright and hyper-sexualized, the women of Lin’s work dive in and out of the East China Sea, sometimes part fish, into private spaces with voyeurs filming on smartphones The images are as boldly erotic as they are ambiguous, portraying the female form as cartoonish, with unrealistic proportions in various states of ecstasy and delight.
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