A gallery of my work organized by year.
I’ve been experimenting and working out a new workflow between Lightroom, Photoshop, Vertus LiquidMask and OnOne’s Perfect Photo Suite this week. What better photos to stare at for hours on end than the lovely Bettie in her rope and stockings.
I have a pretty good workflow now and it’ll only get better when I hear bck from OnOne about why the photoshop and Lightroom plugins for Perfect Photo Suite aren’t working. Loading and saving the images separately breaks up the creative flow a bit, but not enough to completely derail the process.
Enough babbling about software, I know all of you are just here for the pics, so here you go. Enjoy. And as always, NSFW behind the break.
I had the wonderful privilege of shooting a new model today. Bettie N Love with her friend Joe Soap doing the rope work. I’ll be editing the set over the next few days, but here’s a teaser or two for you. More explicit and NSFW photos behind the fold.
I have just finished adding several new sets and a selection of edits from old sets to my gallery. Some of these you’ve seen in recent posts, but now they are all in one place for your viewing pleasure.
Link to the gallery is here. Photos link there too.
Zombies and those who hunt them came out to Taverna Plaka for a bit of food and fun. I have the photos to prove it.
And now, for the rest of the story. Well, the rest of the photos, at least. We all know that what happens at The Shelter stays at The Shelter.
I’m back in town and continuing the post from the October 1st DVD release party at The Shelter. You can find the first post here. Here are a few more photos from that night. I took some HDRI shots of the power station behind The Shelter and the composites look great.
Tuesday night was a DVD release party at The Shelter in Atlanta. We intended to do a red-carpet photo op with paparazzi and everything. The lighting was a bit too intense for the club so we moved out into a side-room and opened the windows on down town Atlanta.
Instead of a red carpet, we have a black couch. Worked so much better. A hell of a lot of fun was had by everyone and I have the photos to prove it.
While reading an opinion piece at Creative Loafing called the “Right to Bare Breasts” by Jessica Blankenship I came across one of the most powerful statements of why indecency and nudity laws, as well as the general idea of obscenity is an illness in our society.
“The criminalization of the female body fucks with a woman’s ability to hold herself with any sense of balanced identity and worth.”
How in the name of all that’s holy can we teach our daughters and our sisters and our friends and loved ones that the human body, in all shapes, sizes, colors, genders and configurations is a sacred thing to be cherished and enjoyed if we deem something as insignificant as the display of a female breast to be criminal?
The very concept of criminality is one that most people never think about. To deem something as criminal is to deem it worthy of bringing the awesome power of the State to bear upon that act, in all it’s impersonal violence. To deprive a human being of the most sacred of things; their freedom for the societal sin of that act deemed criminal.
Think about that for a moment. To say that baring a breast is criminal is saying that baring a breast is worthy of taking someone’s freedom, of locking them away from society for society’s good.
Teaching our children that from birth is to teach them that they are not worthy of society; that they are not decent; that they are, by fact of their gender and shape of their body indecent by nature and unworthy in any sense of the word. They they are, in fact, criminal by design.
I’ve been following the gotopless.org protests around the world. I find it highly ironic that a political protest movement about gender equality in the display of 1/2 of the human body has to resort to black bars over nipples to post the photos from their protests to Facebook. If the numbers are to be believed, fairly 1/7’s of the world’s population; 1 Billion people; are on facebook . If that doesn’t represent the entire human race, I don’t know what would. And to say that baring a nipple is to be shunned and banned from communicating with that billion people is, itself, a travesty.
What’s to be done? The legal challenges in the courts now, and the successful challenges in some states in the past are ultimately the best avenue to success; at least here in America. Other countries have their own legal avenues of change. Some will require generations of change, but it’s coming.
It’s not about showing a boob in public. It’s about respect and love of the human body. It’s about giving people total sovereignty over their bodies and what they do with it. It’s about equal protection under the law, irrespective of gender or orientation or configuration. It’s about freedom to be, and to love and to be loved. But most of all, it’s about beauty; the beauty given by our creators, be they random events born of quantum equations or some bored long-bearded sky god with a celestial biology kit.
I realize that this post probably doubles the number of words posted in the last year here. And there hasn’t been a photo yet. There won’t be a photo, this time. There is an assignment.
That assignment is to go take off your clothes. All of them. Stand naked before your mirror and your self. Look at yourself with the thought that what you are seeing is, under some very broad and common circumstances, is criminal. Think about what it is about what you are seeing that is so unworthy of society that your very freedom is the price you’d pay for it. Remember that feeling. Let it burn hot and deep, down where you’ll never forget it.
Now, the next time you see a story or an article about someone getting arrested for “indecent exposure” or flashing their breasts or some innocent or even not so innocent photography, think about that feeling. Think about what it felt like for your body, the most wonderful of creations, to be deemed indecent, to be deemed criminal.
The next step, I leave up to you. Thank you.
I just got back from LibertyCon 26 in Chattanooga, TN. Once again, we stayed at the lovely, if woefully under air conditioned Chattanooga Choo Choo Hotel. I won’t bore you with an after con report since I spent the con hanging out with friends and shooting anything and anyone that stood still long enough. I even caught a couple of mermaids in the pool. I’ll have photos of those soon as I get feedback from the lovely ladies with fins.
The rest of the photos are over on the Gallery page.
I posted a challenge on Facebook this morning. Instead of sharing the same tired old meme-photo that a million other people share, put some effort into this day and go out and take your own photo. True to ‘challenge karma’, I have done the same.