This is the first post on Anton Yelchin’s new photography blog: “Welcome I will post pictures. Some will be unsuitable for minors (legally speaking.)” No elaborate manifesto, no clever façade, no bullshit. It’s the perfect introduction to a collection of photographs as raw and uninhibited as the actor himself. Yelchin’s passionate, fully-improvised performance as a love-struck student in the 2011 Sundance hit, Like Crazy left us drunk-testing our long-gone exes, and convinced us in the power of love and the American Visa.
The blog features a collection of Yelchin’s original photography—which we introduced you to last year—ranging from lone figures in lonelier landscapes to masked lingerie-clad ladies too artful to be obscene (but still unsuitable for minors.) Photos sans human subjects are equally aching with loneliness, such as a solitary glowing “Motel” sign and Yelchin’s new take on a deer-in-headlights. Each photo is imbued with a paradoxical detached intimacy. They are personal yet isolated, sparse yet heavy. Some have purposeful pixilation, others have vivid detail and colors that make you want to uninstall Instagram. So go ahead, stop reading this and start reblogging.