A Lewis Carroll moment

Well, not really. (Okay, a bit.) Trawling idly around the web tonight, looking to find any news of the album that Kate Bush is working on (I know, there really should be a sound file attached here named ‘hollowlaughter.mp3’), I came back to these photographs of her. I’ve seen them before, but I still find them completely hypnotic. It’s the lower ones I mean, the black-and-white childhood portraits – though there’s little that makes them typical of childhood photographs. She’s performing, but also keeping the photographer at a distance. There aren’t too many smiles, and no gauche cheesy posing. She’s the child with the woman in her eyes. And yet she seems only a small step away from a primitive feral state in some of them.

Girl. Woman. Innocent. Witch. That’s the thing about KB: every image is something different. Can you tell that she was an early crush of mine? Thought so.

Kink content, you say? Hmm. This do?