Vex Ashley Movies

Adjoining mouths find connection within each other... and a popsicle

A muted record of beginnings

The intersection of Femininity and The Grotesque, when femme-ness, glamour, glitter is exaggerated to the point of excess, stomach-turning...

This is an exploration of screens and how they translate the visceral flesh of sex and bodies and what that now means today in an age of digital...

Treating bodies like botany, in intense, investigative close up, scientifically graphic, reveals them at their most intimate but also maybe their...

Exploring porn performer Carmina's complex relationship to her Mexican/French heritage saturated in Christian iconography and ideas of purity and...

The history of traditional portraiture was about status and branding. With Atrophy Portraits we break down the layers of constructed perfection....

Jealousy is a visceral emotion. Being driven to distraction and loss of control is akin to slipping down the rabbit hole, a descent into hell. Safety...

The role of submissive, and the potential for transcendence in consensual degradation is powerful. Endurance is powerful. Subverting perfection is...

Abjection is a complicated, multifaceted concept that this person is going to do a much better job of beginning to explain than me. It explores how...

Tender kisses, sharp nails, and desire laid out in a bed of flowers

Connection through shattered mirrors, black paint, candles, and cold cement

Red light scatters across sparkled skin as a pair of eyes lure you closer to the screen

A forced perspective through lips

Moments only captured in the sun

How are we consumed through one screen and fed back through to another. Shot using an iMac, a Macbook, Skype, the TV, an iPad, and an iPhone, or as...

The Proximity series explores a digital replication of intimacy. The intense closeness of the camera highlights interactions sometimes lost in...

Flux is the conduit for transference of energy.

The period of time when the sun falls below the horizon line and tears of blue and orange gradiate the sky. I’ve always called this indigo hour...

Sex 'fuses' bodies, entering, penetrating, consuming, holding, manipulating physical forms to remove any space left between us, pushing through...