red box…

March 12, 2012

shane deruise

photography by shane deruise, raleigh, nc

Originally published on: Aug 6, 2009 @ 9:13

you people say you enjoy my work, well i really dont see it…

…and red wood box
with your hands still
and the show is over
by the curtains down
upon your chest, so
tell me, why
would you wonder…


For never to return…

October 2, 2011

shane deruise

shane deruise

photography by shane deruise, raleigh, nc

Originally published on: Jan 19, 2008 @ 7:07

older works, cause i feel old and used up…

from both ends of this
the sun sets
that doesn’t mean it’s ending
it doesn’t mean this candle is
all burnt up

im not sure
about anything
especially
all of this glam
are you sure it was to gleam
like this

i believe it is time
to turn
back
though we won’t make it home tonight

and now
no lies and no sun
and all this sense makes little sense
ill tear that fucking mouth from your face


swinson park…

June 11, 2011

shane deruise

photography by shane deruise, raleigh, nc

and as the dream went
i am on fire
spouting
running
spitting
eating soil…


the way we wash our hands…

February 28, 2011

shane deruise

shane deruise

photography by shane deruise, raleigh, nc

i will make bodily fluids art… or die trying…

feed back is appreciated on my work.. and reminder that you can buy prints of anything i create…

as begging goes
my throat cant handle it
and as lives go
there is no shame
within this soul
of mine
and if you’re lost and
can stand to run
and your feet
can bare the weight
use your strength
and follow me


Reverie Recovery “The Erotic View”

December 7, 2010

photography by shane deruise

My Erotic Christmas book; Reverie Recovery “The Erotic View” is out now! Order in the next 15 days and receive the book for $50.00! If you are a model interested I will post a model list so you can order.

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REVERIE RECOVERY “The Erotic View”
Over 400 images and writings of Shane Deruise. Deruise finds a fresh approach to erotica and sexuality through an examination of human nature and the fault lines of female emotional tensions. To put it succinctly, Deruise “is less generous and more aggressive in this era of his body of work.” At the heart of Deruise’s photographic urges are the exquisite tension between the fear of intimacy and the yearning for acceptance, as well as the desire to create art. Deruise’s vision is a unique marriage between life and lust.

From the Artist:
You ask me sarcastically what my work is, I work to build my soul. I work to glance under the skirt of the world. The lacerated lines aren’t congruous anymore; too plain to be veins, and all the pretty things we bought her, and all the dirty things we’ve saved. The wet, nightmarish things. Breathing on our hips, or gripping knuckles down your pants. Stomach knots tightening nylon knots, and your cup is spilling over. I have learned how to dutifully untie those old knots, to exchange one for another, sewing images around a so-called waist, a garter; not for your body, but for your soul.

REVERIE RECOVERY “The Erotic View” by Shane Deruise.
Keepsake Publishing, NC2010. 200 pages, numerous color and black-and-white photographs & memoirs, 8×10″.


Compiled notes and images, Oh dear… how?

August 21, 2009

here is a mockup promo of the book… i am very excited, i cant wait till it is done and out there for all of you…

i will be adding a section to this site for people to be able to buy all my books, which there is one already published, “The Penguin & The Coroner” which is in the process of revision, but will be offered soon, and then my photo book will be out this christmas…


a slow steady drink…

July 2, 2009

shane deruise

photography by shane deruise, raleigh, nc

been working on the book all week, got huge sections done… should be ready for order by halloween or christmas…

very sad people canceling for cook out… its ok, what fun they will miss…

been rough week, mom may be sick… my heart stops…

and as i slept among your bones
the only home i had come to know
my brittle heart against your radius
the dust on my face

this dirt floor
fuck this floor
i could not give you velvet
or cotton, or even pashmina

what son am i