The images of Stephen McClure are jarring, and they linger in our rattled brains long after we’ve stopped looking. The hollow, robotic emotions of his models combined with the timelessness of his empty sets echo with alienation, mortality and the terror of apathy.
Check out his site HERE (NSFW)
Check out about the artist after the Jump
He keeps his studio sparse to “focus the viewer’s attention on the concept that I am trying to convey without diluting the image with extraneous detail….I don’t really view the work as macabre; I see the images as merely revealing other aspects of the body.”