Vex Ashley Filmes

There's something so special about adult films pre internet digitization, VHS tapes copied and circulated in your community, mailing lists and...

The act of giving up control; devotion and subjugation. Dual states of purity and sin. The ritual of transcendence. The undertones of tension that...

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

To get into the mess and fuck in the wreckage. To give over to pure physical sensation and stare into the void of atrocity, oblivion. The body as...

The act of penetration at its core is invasion, sometimes intensely and acutely desired and begged for and sometimes more complex. The sensation is...

The process of turning base material into gold, the philosophers stone. A metaphor for the way certain acts and bodily materials are treated as...

A Botticelli made flesh, two artist’s models in the studio sitting for a painting, laid out in the sun. Marble statues draped in sheets,...

Our orgies are acts of ritual celebration that against the odds, somehow, still here in the writhing and intertwining of smoke, sweat and bodies.

Porn aesthetics and archetypes are fascinating, sex on film has always been innovative, at the forefront of pushing technology and creativity. Being...

We record, broadcast and replicate our images on an unprecedented scale. Observing and seeing.

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...

Softness and wetness and opening yourself up. About consuming and feeding, being merged and joined. One consuming the other, both folding into each...

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 history of traditional portraiture is about status and branding. With this portrait we were interested in breaking down those layers of...

Our bodies are conduits, sex is transference of energy. Eyes, mouths and orifices become blackholes against glittering skin, fluids dark against...

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...

We broadcast our image in cells and pixels across continents, viewed by lenses, pushed through codecs and compression algorithms, adapting new ways...

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

Not fucking but being fucked. Being taken. Taken out of your brain and into your body. Sex that knocks sense out of you for a second. Where...

Indulgence in it's first form