So FletchXXX just posted a nude picture of an eleven year old girl on gfy

[Dirty F]

I'd say ban.

[porno jew]

link .....?

[Scott McD]

[DVTimes]

[Failed]

Serious, and criminal accusation. I would hope you have proof, or perhaps it's you that should be banned.

[adultchatpay]

This will be a 10-page thread!

[DVTimes]

Link?

Or

No Link?

[Fletch XXX]

http://www.amazon.com/Blind-Faith/dp...3280449&sr=8-2

[DWB]

Oh no, a nude child!! Anything but a kid with their clothes off!!

[DVTimes]

http://www.angelfire.com/wi/blindfaith/vvcov69.html

I was being on the "scene" because it was happening. It was ground zero of the cultural revolution. How I managed it was by producing a handful of photographs for a small poster company I was a partner in. The company was founded by a raving poet with a hundred dollars and a picture of the face of Christ, supposedly an impression on the veil of Mary Magdalene. His name is Louis Rapoport, today he is news editor of the "Jerusalem Post". It was our first poster and it was a hit. My work consisted at the beginning of pictures of Janis Joplin and the Grateful Dead. They were impressionistic and successful.


I called Eric Clapton in London to ask if he would put me up for a while. He did. I stayed at his flat in Chelsea with a wild crowd of ravers. The party had been going on for some time when I arrived. Other residents of the never-ending, day-for-night, multi-colored fling were Martin Sharp, a graphic artist and poet with an uncanny resemblance to Peter O'Toole, and the wildest of ravers, Philippe Mora, a young filmmaker who looked like a cherry Peter Lorre, and their handsome girlfriends. I bunked on a ledge under a skylight in the living room. All of the London scene came through. It was wild and wooly all over.


A year passed and I had my own room in a basement flat in the same part of town with another bunch of hipsters. Not employed, I received a phone call from Polydor Records London Office. It was an assistant of Robert Stigwood, Clapton's manager. Cream was over and Eric was putting a new band together. The fellow on the phone asked if I would make a cover for the new unnamed group. This was big time. It seems though the western world had for lack of a more substantial icon, settled on the rock and roll star as the golden calf of the moment. The record cover had become the place to be seen as an artist.


I could not get my hands on the image until out of the mist a concept began to emerge. To symbolize the achievement of human creativity and its expression through technology a space ship was the material object. To carry this new spore into the universe innocence would be the ideal bearer, a young girl, a girl as young as Shakespeare's Juliet. The space ship would be the fruit of the tree of knowledge and the girl, the fruit of the tree of life.


The space ship could be made by Mick Milligan, a jeweler at the Royal College of Art. The girl was another matter. If she were too old it would be cheesecake, too young and it would be nothing. It was the beginning of the transition from girl to woman, that is what I was after. That temporal point, that singular flare of radiant innocence. Where is that girl?


I was riding the London Tube on the way to Stigwood's office to expose Clapton's management to this revelation when the subway doors opened and she stepped into the car. She was wearing a school uniform, plaid skirt, blue blazer, white socks and ball point pen drawings on her hands. It was as though the air began to crackle with an electrostatic charge. She was buoyant and fresh as the morning air.


I must have looked like something out of Dickens. Somewhere between Fagan, Quasimodo, Albert Einstein and John the Baptist. The car was full of passengers. I approached her and said that I would like her to pose for a record cover for Eric Clapton's new band. Everyone in the car tensed up.


She said, "Do I have to take off my clothes?" My answer was yes. I gave her my card and begged her to call. I would have to ask her parent's consent if she agreed. When I got to Stigwood's office I called the flat and said that if this girl called not to let her off the phone without getting her phone number. When I returned she had called and left her number.


Stanley Mouse (Miller), my close friend and one of the five originators of psychedelic art in San Francisco was holed up at the flat. He helped me make a layout and we headed out to meet with the girl's parents. It was a Mayfair address. This was a swank part of town, class in the English sense of the word.


Mouse and I made our presentation, I told my story, the parents agreed. The girl on the tube train would not be the one, she was shy, she had just passed the point of complete innocence and could not pose. Her younger sister had been saying the whole time, "Oh Mummy, Mummy, I want to do it, I want to do it." She was glorious sunshine. Botticelli's angel, the picture of innocence, a face which in a brief time could launch a thousand space ships.


We asked her what her fee should be for modeling, she said a young horse. Stigwood bought one for her. I called the image "Blind Faith" and Clapton made that the name of the band. When the cover was shown in the trades it hit the market like a runaway train, causing a storm of controversy. At one point the record company considered not releasing the cover at all. It was Eric Clapton who fought for it. It was Eric who elected to not print the name of the band on the cover. This had never been done before. The name was printed on the wrapper, when the wrapper came off, so did the type.


This was an image created out of ferment and storm, out of revolution and chaos. It was an image in the mind of one who strove for that moment of glory, that blinding flash of singular inspiration. To etch an image on a stone in our cultural wall with the hope that the wall will last. To say with his heart and his eyes, at a time when it mattered, this is what I feel. It was created out of and a wish for a new beginning. It was created out of hope and a wish for a new beginning. Innocence propelled by BLIND FAITH.

[NaughtyVisions]

Originally Posted by Fletch XXX

http://www.amazon.com/Blind-Faith/dp...3280449&sr=8-2

Ugh. I saw that days ago in the "album covers" thread. I don't think that's really a bannable offense. It's an album cover that has been released for sale to the general public. It most likely falls under the art label, as there is nothing in the image to stimulate or arouse.

I didn't even know the age of the girl, nor did I care because of what the picture was for.

[DVTimes]

This legendary supergroup’s only album, the self-titled “Blind Faith”, featured a topless 11 year-old girl provocatively holding an aircraft type of object that some interpreted as a phallic symbol. Nice, eh? Apparently not. Well-known San Francisco rock and roll photographer Bob Seidemann, who was a personal friend of band member Eric Clapton, produced this artwork, which according to him was supposed to depict human creative achievement in technology (represented by the aircraft), borne though innocence (represented by the young child). Whatever. In the U.S. the record was issued with an alternate cover. But I’m telling you – if this blatant use of what pretty much amounts to child pornography to sell records wasn’t appalling enough, you aint seen nuthin yet:

http://listverse.com/2009/10/19/10-b...-album-covers/

[DVTimes]

Originally Posted by NaughtyVisions

Ugh. I saw that days ago in the "album covers" thread. I don't think that's really a bannable offense. It's an album cover that has been released for sale to the general public. It most likely falls under the art label, as there is nothing in the image to stimulate or arouse.

I didn't even know the age of the girl, nor did I care because of what the picture was for.

ooops

we both posted the link now

[EukerVoorn]

That's not an 11 year old girl, she might as well be 18. That album was released in 1969 and if it was CP it would have had huge consequences for the record company, right?

Better go listen to the album with the fantastic Steve Winwood on vocals, it's a classic.

Koop wat goede nachtrustthee bij Kruidvat Frankie, daar kalmeer je van

Edit: ok so she really was 11... so what... it's art nude, not erotic.

[stocktrader23]

Come on dude, really?

[Jack Sparrow]

Lets ban the retard that made this thread.

[JFK]

Originally Posted by adultchatpay

This will be a 10-page thread!

at least, in before the lock

[_Richard_]

ever heard the phrase, 'beauty is in the eye of the beholder'?

[2intense]

i support FletchXXX but without XXX

[shade001]

First of all, she's not nude, she is topless. And I don't see anything sexual or obscene in the photo.

[DVTimes]

https://gfy.com/showthread.php?t=1048314

[Spunky]

Heads are going to roll!

[DWB]

Originally Posted by DVTimes

http://www.angelfire.com/wi/blindfaith/vvcov69.html

I was being on the "scene" because it was happening. It was ground zero of the cultural revolution. How I managed it was by producing a handful of photographs for a small poster company I was a partner in. The company was founded by a raving poet with a hundred dollars and a picture of the face of Christ, supposedly an impression on the veil of Mary Magdalene. His name is Louis Rapoport, today he is news editor of the "Jerusalem Post". It was our first poster and it was a hit. My work consisted at the beginning of pictures of Janis Joplin and the Grateful Dead. They were impressionistic and successful.


I called Eric Clapton in London to ask if he would put me up for a while. He did. I stayed at his flat in Chelsea with a wild crowd of ravers. The party had been going on for some time when I arrived. Other residents of the never-ending, day-for-night, multi-colored fling were Martin Sharp, a graphic artist and poet with an uncanny resemblance to Peter O'Toole, and the wildest of ravers, Philippe Mora, a young filmmaker who looked like a cherry Peter Lorre, and their handsome girlfriends. I bunked on a ledge under a skylight in the living room. All of the London scene came through. It was wild and wooly all over.


A year passed and I had my own room in a basement flat in the same part of town with another bunch of hipsters. Not employed, I received a phone call from Polydor Records London Office. It was an assistant of Robert Stigwood, Clapton's manager. Cream was over and Eric was putting a new band together. The fellow on the phone asked if I would make a cover for the new unnamed group. This was big time. It seems though the western world had for lack of a more substantial icon, settled on the rock and roll star as the golden calf of the moment. The record cover had become the place to be seen as an artist.


I could not get my hands on the image until out of the mist a concept began to emerge. To symbolize the achievement of human creativity and its expression through technology a space ship was the material object. To carry this new spore into the universe innocence would be the ideal bearer, a young girl, a girl as young as Shakespeare's Juliet. The space ship would be the fruit of the tree of knowledge and the girl, the fruit of the tree of life.


The space ship could be made by Mick Milligan, a jeweler at the Royal College of Art. The girl was another matter. If she were too old it would be cheesecake, too young and it would be nothing. It was the beginning of the transition from girl to woman, that is what I was after. That temporal point, that singular flare of radiant innocence. Where is that girl?


I was riding the London Tube on the way to Stigwood's office to expose Clapton's management to this revelation when the subway doors opened and she stepped into the car. She was wearing a school uniform, plaid skirt, blue blazer, white socks and ball point pen drawings on her hands. It was as though the air began to crackle with an electrostatic charge. She was buoyant and fresh as the morning air.


I must have looked like something out of Dickens. Somewhere between Fagan, Quasimodo, Albert Einstein and John the Baptist. The car was full of passengers. I approached her and said that I would like her to pose for a record cover for Eric Clapton's new band. Everyone in the car tensed up.


She said, "Do I have to take off my clothes?" My answer was yes. I gave her my card and begged her to call. I would have to ask her parent's consent if she agreed. When I got to Stigwood's office I called the flat and said that if this girl called not to let her off the phone without getting her phone number. When I returned she had called and left her number.


Stanley Mouse (Miller), my close friend and one of the five originators of psychedelic art in San Francisco was holed up at the flat. He helped me make a layout and we headed out to meet with the girl's parents. It was a Mayfair address. This was a swank part of town, class in the English sense of the word.


Mouse and I made our presentation, I told my story, the parents agreed. The girl on the tube train would not be the one, she was shy, she had just passed the point of complete innocence and could not pose. Her younger sister had been saying the whole time, "Oh Mummy, Mummy, I want to do it, I want to do it." She was glorious sunshine. Botticelli's angel, the picture of innocence, a face which in a brief time could launch a thousand space ships.


We asked her what her fee should be for modeling, she said a young horse. Stigwood bought one for her. I called the image "Blind Faith" and Clapton made that the name of the band. When the cover was shown in the trades it hit the market like a runaway train, causing a storm of controversy. At one point the record company considered not releasing the cover at all. It was Eric Clapton who fought for it. It was Eric who elected to not print the name of the band on the cover. This had never been done before. The name was printed on the wrapper, when the wrapper came off, so did the type.


This was an image created out of ferment and storm, out of revolution and chaos. It was an image in the mind of one who strove for that moment of glory, that blinding flash of singular inspiration. To etch an image on a stone in our cultural wall with the hope that the wall will last. To say with his heart and his eyes, at a time when it mattered, this is what I feel. It was created out of and a wish for a new beginning. It was created out of hope and a wish for a new beginning. Innocence propelled by BLIND FAITH.

Only a repressed person, probably a closet pedo, would find that image offensive.

[MrBottomTooth]

You think that is bad for an album cover, google Scorpions "Virgin Killer" album. Very creepy. At least that one didn't have sexual connotations.

[Dirty F]

Stop jumping to conclusions.

I'm only saying he posted a nude (topless) 11 year old.

[DWB]

Originally Posted by MrBottomTooth

You think that is bad for an album cover, google Scorpions "Virgin Killer" album. Very creepy. At least that one didn't have sexual connotations.

Someone better call IFFOR and ASACP about that one.

[you-big-dummy]

Originally Posted by EukerVoorn

Edit: ok so she really was 11... so what... it's art nude, not erotic.

Originally Posted by shade001

First of all, she's not nude, she is topless. And I don't see anything sexual or obscene in the photo.

Aint nothing obscene? `What was that, man? ` She's 11 ` This aint Europe baby, here, that's catchin a court case! ` Ya ass will be in the segregated housing unit/shu `

[MrBottomTooth]

Originally Posted by DWB

Someone better call IFFOR and ASACP about that one.

I can't believe the Scorpions have evaded law enforcement all these years.

[Jarmusch]

It's an artistic photo, so it's legit.

[DVTimes]

i bet she is over 50 now

[MarkDeus]

woops...

[iwantchixx]

Wouldn't hosting that album art image constitute infringement of 2257 since amazon or any site with the image would need docs to prove 18+? Or are older works grandfathered in? Since it's lavish display of a nipple wouldn't there be a shit-fit over it?

This opens up the doors up even further for the pedobear crowd to get away with their "art" even easier if this doesn't constitute infringement of laws. All they need to do is have the exploited children holding random objects, put an artistic name claim under it and voila.

There's no frigging way that album cover was all about an airplane... that's a brave claim by the artist but I still call bullshit. He knew what he was doing and was pushing limits for publicity.

[SpicyM]

Originally Posted by DVTimes

We asked her what her fee should be for modeling, she said a young horse. Stigwood bought one for her..

Actually she claims she has never got the horse.

"Seidermann approached a 14 year old girl on the London Tube about modeling for the cover. When he met with her parents she proved to be to old for his vision and he ended up using her younger sister Mariora Goschen who was 11 years old at the time. Mariora initially requested a horse as a fee but was instead paid £40. "

Just 40 pounds? Well, I guess it was a different time..

[Robbie]

Originally Posted by iwantchixx

Wouldn't hosting that album art image constitute infringement of 2257

There was NO 2257 law at that time. And no works (film, photos, art, etc) are required to have them prior to 1990.

[grumpy]

Originally Posted by Dirty F

Stop jumping to conclusions.

I'm only saying he posted a nude (topless) 11 year old.

thats not what you said, therefore you should be banned.

[ottopottomouse]

Thought it was going to be something like Phan Thị Kim Phúc not that crappy album cover.

[porno jew]

Originally Posted by SpicyM

"Seidermann approached a 14 year old girl on the London Tube about modeling for the cover. When he met with her parents she proved to be to old for his vision and he ended up using her younger sister Mariora Goschen who was 11 years old at the time.

[2intense]

Originally Posted by Jack Sparrow

Lets ban the retard that made this thread.

why?

[DVTimes]

Originally Posted by SpicyM

Act
Just 40 pounds? Well, I guess it was a different time..

they wll do it for £10 today

thats no joke

[Caligari]

Originally Posted by Dirty F

Stop jumping to conclusions.

I'm only saying he posted a nude (topless) 11 year old.

It's an album cover and the image is non sexual you fucking retard.

I vote for GFY to ban Dirty F simply for being a twat.

.

[DVTimes]

Originally Posted by Robbie

There was NO 2257 law at that time. And no works (film, photos, art, etc) are required to have them prior to 1990.

i thought there was a cut off date

[DVTimes]

[DVTimes]

all art should be burnt

[Dirty F]

Originally Posted by Caligari

It's an album cover and the image is non sexual you fucking retard.

I vote for GFY to ban Dirty F simply for being a twat.

.

Did i say it was anything else? Idiot.

[Dirty F]

Originally Posted by grumpy

thats not what you said, therefore you should be banned.

Yeah like me saying nude instead of topless is a reason to ban me. Both are correct.

[porno jew]

thread forwarded to interpol.

[Caligari]

Originally Posted by Dirty F

Did i say it was anything else? Idiot.

So where the fuck do you get off trying to ban him for it. Moron.

[Dirty F]

Originally Posted by Caligari

So where the fuck do you get off trying to ban him for it. Moron.

I did it to upset people. Like you.

[Caligari]

Originally Posted by Dirty F

I did it to upset people. Like you.

Isn't that special.
Still, calling for a ban without reason should be enough to bring the ban hammer down on your ass.


.

[Caligari]

Fiddy ban hammers for Dirty F

.