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Spend a day with Mariluz, who apparently has her houseboy bring her breakfast so she doesn’t have to leave her bedroom. If you’re out there, houseboy, there are lots of us at the HQ who totally dig museli for every meal…and we’re sure we have some things we can barter for your services.

Fair and freckled, Doris is pretty much pure colour – she’s got ink flowing through her veins and when you touch her it’s as though you’ve run your fingers over a stamp pad. She gets her inky fingers all over the camera and, wouldn’t you know it, infused her images with that saturated brightness.

December’s Art Prize winner sent us another smashing folio which took her out of the antique kitsch of her apartment and out onto the streets of her little corner of Italy. The ‘local colour’ here used to be defined by sweet little villas and green green grass, but ever since she came along, it all got a little less PG.

They steamed up the trailer windows and lost some light, so they took it right outside and carried on. I don’t know who went to whom to make this enticing set, but I can imagine it being very difficult to leave – all the freedom you could ever want seems to be right there.

They steamed up the trailer windows and lost some light, so they took it right outside and carried on. I don’t know who went to whom to make this enticing set, but I can imagine it being very difficult to leave – all the freedom you could ever want seems to be right there.

With her bright eyes and elegant smile, Maria is definitely keeping our interest these days. This lovely little romp in the park ended early due to inclement weather, but she kept with her green theme and it does her more than a few favours.

Hyperballad tells us a bedtime story today, and it’s probably one of the best we’ve ever heard. It’s about a girl, and she’s like really awesome and stuff, and then she gets a camera, and she gets to see all of her awesomeness on the interwebs, and the awesomes grow and grow until she’s some sort of superlady. But she still has trouble getting to sleep sometimes.

Jette starts out in her true colours, which generally tend to be bold and bright, but by the end the only thing that she still has on a crisp, white sheet of A4 is that wild orange hair of hers. We like the irony of such square geometries from a lady who has way more than four sides.

Today’s dose of ISM is taken with sugar – lots of it. You won’t shy away from the sweetness once you realise what a treat it can be. Most things Swiss will send your glucose levels through the roof, but if you monitor your intake over time, you’ll be just fine.

Sure, the majority of the ISM generation happens to come from the ‘Y’ generation, but that just makes it all the more special when women like Eloise ignore all of those ‘voices’ she speaks of – those in her head and in the culture at large – and put themselves front and centre on the ISM homepage. Whoda thunk that ISM could connect the mothers of sex-positivity with the daughters who currently reap its benefits? That’s some humble pie, à la mode.

We want Jolena to accompany us on our next trip to the op shop – she’s got quite an eye for spotting kitsch and frills and other ephemera. And, should she be willing, we might be asking her to come along to the sex shop as well, so that she can help us match our skirts to our strap-ons, which is a must for any lady of honour.

The fruits of the earth are there for us to enjoy, however we see fit. And just based on ISM alone, we can probably assume that this is very open to interpretation. Sunita shares hers today, and well, we’re open to suggestion.

Hera’s return to ISM reminds us of the way that time slips away from us when we’ve got it to spare. Hours spent seeing our imaginations projected onto blank walls, our strange self-images reflected in the bathroom mirror, the way the light cradles our bodies when we just lie there and let it.

If this was my inner monologue, I would be a better person. Hyperballad is great at externalising her inner monologue – especially if you’re in the same room with her when she finds something funny on the internet – and it’s a privilege to hang out with her while she beautifies her already beautiful self.

Cho_Cha beat the boys to the skate park and wouldn’t you know, none of them had the guts to come out and carry on with business-as-usual with a scantily-clad lady about. You’d think that for all their wolf-whistling when she walked past their gang the previous day, they’d be jumping at the opportunity to skate with her, but it looks like they’re all talk after all.