Picture this,” entreats Will Huxley, one half of the contemporary arts coupling known as The Huxleys, who have just wrapped production on a photographic series that frames a pair of intergalactic queer Elvises falling to earth and engaging with the Outback. “We’re in the middle of country Victoria, dressed in full-sequinned costumes, gold guitars, tight bums, big pompadours, blue and green faces — the full showbiz fizz — about to take our first frame for the warm-up shot hitchhiking, and this ute, with a dog hanging out, drives up the dead-end dirt road and a guy yells out, ‘My dog likes the look of you’.”
The air heavies with menacing ambiguity, continues Garrett Huxley, as he describes 30-plus heat melting their metallic faces. The driver alights and carries on: “I’ve…
