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Montage of V Magazine covers from 2012 featuring Vaneeesa Blaylock on the cover 3 times

Diary #31 – V Magazine

NEW YORK, 2012 — Gallery Xue / NYC is a real, working art gallery, but it also seems to spend a fair bit of its time doubling as a photo studio. I’ve shot 4 V Magazine covers there this year. Click any of the thumbnails above to enter “slide show” mode, and use arrow keys […]

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Diary #30 – Docent

THE MAURITSHUIS MUESUM, 1995 — Museum docent Vaneeesa Anne Blaylock dutifully showing Mauritshuis visitors the permanent collection whilst providing an informative, interpretive commentary. THE HAGUE, 2012 — I’ve posted a couple of photos recently of performance / photography antics with my former grad school roommate Stacey Giachino, and our collaborator here at iRez, Kathleen Cool […]

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Diary #29 – Stacey Giachino

KONINKLIJK CONSERVATORIUM, 1995 — The Koninklijk Conservatorium Department of Dance presents Stacey Giachino and Vaneeesa Blaylock in Le Printemps THE HAGUE, 2012 — Back in May I found a couple of old photos of my grad school roommate Stacey Giachino and I in our Dance / Performance antics. I’ve just dug up one more. In […]

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Diary #28

PORT-AU-PRINCE, 1994 — Fiona and I holding a crystal ball in the lobby of “Blaylock’s Palmistry,” a very short-lived fortune-telling shop. THE HAGUE, 2012 — OMG, I can’t believe I found this old photo in the bottom of my big 2-embarrassing-2-4get photo box. Nor can I remember who teased the living crap out of whose […]

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Diary #27

TIANANMEN SQUARE, 2000 — In a rare act of generosity Xue’s father flew her to Taipei for a week, and as you see here, they also spent a couple of days in Beijing. THE HAGUE, 2012 — I did say rare, right? Not, mind you, that I’m bitter or anything. Please. So over it. My […]

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Image of Vaneeesa Blaylock, naked, arms extended, reminiscent of Leonard's Vitruvian Man

Diary #26

ANGEL BEACH, 2009 — One day I had the sudden impulse to gather piles of finely ground bee pollen in the studio and cover myself in it. It’s true! THE HAGUE, 2012 — Aww, this image was made in the downstairs studio of an apartment that Senban Babii and I rented from Webby Merlin. It […]

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Diary #25

HALLIBURTON, THE HAGUE, 2001 — I’d received my MFA from Koninklijk a couple of years earlier and was just sort of stomping about, hanging out with Mark, and looking for work. Then I met Gregory Horne, Bureau Chief at the Halliburton offices in The Hague. Actually, I kind of think he met my mother in […]

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Diary #24

KONINKLIJK CONSERVATORIUM, 1997 — This was after I left the graduate dance program and had transferred to new media. I asked some of the male dance faculty at Koninklijk to do these pieces with me. As you can see, I’m facing the faculty member in a chair with the camera behind me and the faculty […]

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Diary #23

MUI WO BEACH, LANTAU ISLAND, HONG KONG, 1989 — Sophomore year. Photography class. hahaha – notice I wrote “depth of field” on the print… unfortunately I think I was actually trying to show shallow depth of field not wide! THE HAGUE, 2012 — When I think about my undergrad time it feels like all I […]

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Diary #22

AMSTERDAM, 1996 — The Treachery of Heels. THE HAGUE, 2012 — We’ve already established that I’m a dweeb. What more do you want me to say?

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Diary #21

WASHINGTON, D.C., 1975 — Oh gawd, this thing. One Easter, yes I am a (half) Jewish girl whose family celebrated Easter, my uncle Dmitri brought this small box of old, really old, photos and told us kids to look thru them and take what we liked. Like a bullet my hand immediately yanked this one […]

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Diary #20

KONINKLIJK CONSERVATORIUM, 1996 — Me, being a dweeb with my camera’s self timer and a tripod. THE HAGUE, 2012 — Wut? Yea? IDK wut the dance faculty’s problem with my candidacy was. Philistines! Wait, Luddites! Oh hell. Something-istine/ites! Thank gawd Louis Andriessen shuffled my butt over to New Media where they were actually willing to […]

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