Fuck The Youth! – October,2017
Everybody under the age of 32 is basically useless. In fact you could remove the Youth from the planet entirely and not many people would either notice or care. Admittedly some parents might wake up to discover they have more food in the fridge and a spare bedroom they can now rent out on Airbnb. Some might inhale deeply and marvel at the sudden surplus of oxygen. And the Youth? The Youth can stay frozen and dispossessed in deep space until the rest of us can think of something better to do with them.
Undoubtedly we’re getting older. We’re getting crankier and shorter of fuse – less tolerant and less interested in the self-centred bullshit spouted by Generation Dolt. Sometimes it feels as if sharkinfestedwaters has become less of a photographic collective and more of an underfunded drop-in centre for the needy and the vacuous. I think I’ve become allergic to Youth.
Sharkinfestedwaters is an award-winning photographic team from London now based in Greece. We specialise in alt-glamour and punk erotica.
We like photographs of horses, railroads, land, judgement day, family, hard times, whiskey, courtship, marriage, adultery, murder, war, prison, rambling, damnation, salvation, death, pride, humour, vengeance, hope, rowdiness, heartache and love. And gasolene. And god. It’s a Johnny Cash thing.
Sharkinfestedwaters moved from the UK to Rhodes in 2008. In our London studios we set fire to the queen of Heavy Metal and fell through space in a polka-dot dress. We photographed punk rock catfights and the first Dice Baby. Because we could. Because it’s fun. We’ve run barefoot through Hackney and stopped the traffic in Piccadilly Circus to win the awards which still make us smile. We’ve turned hookers and goths into angels and moths. We’ve photographed naked punk chix and public tabloid spankings. We’ve laughed with hungover prom queens and bubblegum dommes, asphyxiated slave-things and spray-painted dolls. They are our friends and lovers and extended family because we’d rather photograph the people that we love than those who have never wished us well.