A New Naked in Life

Fairy in ThoughtI have been giving this some thought for a long time.  Probably why this thought has taken so damn long because the thought was floating around in the back of my head behind the “books I want to read in the next thirty years” and “if I am in Japan where am I going” thoughts.  That is pretty far back in my skull.  Then the prompt, not to be confused with frompt, from Mrs. Fever brought the idea to the fore where the thought has remained.  Each time I read that prompt post I come to the conclusion that I was onto something.  The end result; the books I have on my shelf, the positive feedback that I have gotten from everyone who has seen the books, heard the idea, and the photos that I have posted here say that I was onto something.

What would I do differently?

The first thing will be the people.  Originally I only photographed women.  Wasn’t even a thought to photograph anyone else.  This time around I want to photograph a variety of people-women, men, couples, different ethnicities, and so on. Of course this will make things more difficult.  Finding people willing to take part is hard enough given that I am not looking for professionals which means convincing them.  Which means I will be hearing, “What will my boyfriend or girlfriend or job or whatever think?” a lot.  My answer to that from now on is, “Sorry to have bothered you.” and walk away. That kind of thinking burned me the first time around and that kind of thinking while understandable on some level irks me.

BoaI still want everyone who does take part to have input.  I found that giving each person control over what types of props and scenes were photographed empowered them.  Got them to take part, got them excited about sitting in front of a camera under hot lights, and got them through me saying “Stop eyeballing the camera.”  Unlike the first Naked in Life, I think I will come up with some general themes to help guide the process and make the book, e-book, or whatever look more cohesive than the Naked in Life.  The women from the first book borrowed each others ideas from time to time and had their own idea so what I ended up doing was grouping the book by person instead of theme or season like I had originally envisioned.

There will be more locations, Naked in Life was primarily done in our bedroom due to the bed and the lighting.  There was one photo shoot at another person’s house and talk of doing an outdoor shoot, but that never came to fruition.   This time around I want to photograph the people where they feel most comfortable.  Get them in their element as much as possible…unless they have another idea. :)

Boa 3I definitely want to incorporate the blog into the process. At the moment, beyond using the blog as a journal of sorts I am not sure how else to incorporate the two yet.  Something that I really want to do is one, maybe two maximum, photo shoots per person, couple, or group.  That will give the book more variety for one thing.  Reduce worker fatigue for another.  Also reduce the amount of planning that anyone other than me would have to make.  There were times because the first book only had three women that making plans for photo shoots bordered on the ridiculous or absurd.

As always I am hoping for volunteers, open-minded people who are looking to have a good time, express themselves, and take part in the whole concept.  I know I got lucky last time.  This time around I will have the contracts, but I am not sure about compensation.  I know compensation does grease the wheels, but I don’t want people solely motivated by money.  After all there is no guarantee of anything other than photos will happen and I will make a book out of them.

Lastly, on my in a related fashion is doing a bondage version of Naked in Life, but I expect that would be more difficult than a regular version. ;)

800th Post Extravaganza

It’s here!

It’s here!

The 800th Post Extravaganza!

Party Frog799 posts in the making.  A product of a lot of words, many photos, even some videos, a lot of laughs, some cries, controversy, shocking revelations, even a pregnancy or two the 800th Post Extravaganza is not just my child anymore.  The 800th Post Extravaganza is the child of everyone who has taken part in this blog, which has gone by many names (who ever said naming a baby was easy should be smacked): Speaking Out in Class, Speaking Out on Sex, and Speaking Out on Nate. Look upon the baby you have created, but beware of the mess.  Babies are messy.

Retrospective 99 times backwards

For the last several 100th posts I have not had much to look back upon, but these last 99 call for a loud WHAT THE FUCK! Just seems appropriate.  Let’s start with the bad:

BAD: Speaking Out on Nate was flagged as Mature.  I have covered this in detail here and here and here and the fallout here.  While I agree with the mature flag, how WordPress went about the process and what actions they have taken, publically (I have no clue what is happening behind the scenes) since has been less than pleasing to me.

GOOD: Out of the bad came the following good: The Ressurected BILF Award.  I have been following where the BILF has been going and gone since I re-handed it out.  Most people are passing the BILF along to other mature-themed bloggers with the intentions that I hoped: acknowledgement/recognition AND to work on building a community of mature bloggers.  Granted the second intention seems to be falling by the wayside the further out the award goes from the center and the message, on a few blogs, has been distorted. Still I have seen this ONE award passed along to more bloggers than I could have hoped for and I have yet to see the award get caught in one of those blog award loops where an award is handed out among the same seven bloggers.

GOOD: Blogships, in the past 99 posts I have made so many blogships (borrowing term from Love, Sex, and Marriage wish her a happy 200th while you are here).  What is a blogship, a friendship with a fellow blogger. The blogships, make blogging so much more fun.  Related to the blogships, have been the AWESOME conversations that have been on-going for many weeks and months.  I know that I have not posted a lot of thought provoking material in a while, yet the conversation keeps going.  I look forward to deepening many of the blogships I have made and making new blogships over the next 99 posts.  If/when we ever get the money I want to travel the country actually meeting many of you…but not at a coffee shop, I just don’t dig on coffee. :)

GOOD: In my drive to form a mature-themed blogger community* I made my Sharing A Thought list of fellow mature-themed bloggers.  I was unprepared for what has happened.  First, I just updated the list with four more bloggers.  Hopefully I am getting closer to having everyone I follow on the list and if you have suggestions for me speak up.  So what has happened?  Everyday since I posted the list, my outbound clicks, links that people take to go elsewhere or look at photos, has EXPLODED with people using those links to visit other bloggers.  That is AWESOME to me.  Anywhere from 5 to 25 clicks a day to other blogs.

BW Water*Why a mature-themed blogger community, because there is strength in numbers.  At the moment WordPress treats those of us flagged as mature as something to be shunted off into a corner and ignored.  I want to be able to show them a community of bloggers who want the same things that every other WordPress blogger gets: A mature-themed reader, a gateway where we can be as mature as we want without having to worry about being banned at any moment by someone who stumbles across our blog, a mature themed PRESS THIS, and so on.

FUN: The last 99 posts have been a shitload of FUN!  Kinky Fuckeries led to a lot of the above, were fun conversations, and thought provoking.  Building a Better Blogger were fun and showed me that there is a community of people out there.  Plus the assistance that everyone has been providing is invaluable to me and soon enough a classroom of students.  Outside of the ontopic conversations have been the numerous just fun back and forth talks…and lest I forget and as a way to encourage Mrs. Fever, she asked several bloggers, myself included, to write a post on a topic and then she published them on her blog.  Here is mine…Interview With A Mosquito.

For Your Boobday Pleasure

Saucey Boob 3

I am a huge fan of boobday and I would love to see boobday become huge (ha).  I think boobday is great way for bloggers with boobs to celebrate and some of the photos I have seen look like people are putting some fun thought into the whole thing.  Boobday even inspired me and has gotten other people with boobs inspired enough to indulge my inspirations.

A Look Forward

BoundSo what do you have to look forward to in the next 100 posts?  Now that the semester from HELL is over and after I take a couple of days to decompress from what I experienced, I want to get back to some of the thought provoking Kinky Fuckeries.  There is so much sex and sexuality that has not been talked about…at least on my blog.

With a whole summer before I am supposed to teach other people how to blog, expect more Building A Better Bloggers.  Soon enough the Building A Better Bloggers will turn into a separate blog and some “finalized” information for the class.  I hope that you continue to take part and follow along as I teach a class.

Thanks to Mrs. Fever, you can expect some erotica or if the erotica is poorly written you can blame her.  I leave the decision up to you, but I leave you with this sample:

“She lay there on her back expectant, but unsure what would be required of her.” :)

Speaking of Mrs. Fever, I may follow in her blogsteps with her frompt, see somewhere above, and ask some fellow bloggers to write a post on a specific topic.  I am pondering that, however if you would like to sway my pondering one way or another let me know.

Don’t forget the Ultimate Sex Closet and Sex House either. :)

Lastly, IF (big if over the summer) I get the opportunity, I will be taking more photos for the blog, for more of the Bondage for…series, and an even BIGGER IF, laying the ground work for a new Naked in Life.

Always End With A Thank You

THANK YOU

To each and everyone of you who reads, follows, comments, and takes part on and off of this blog.  Each of you has enriched my life in a way that I never expected when I started this blog.  I hope to continue building our blogships, make a few new blogships, and maybe deities willing form a large community of like minded-individuals where we can be us.  See you all on Post 801. :)

Oh yeah, always remember to feed your snail. Gary's Shoes

Pride, Disappointment, Respect, and Waste

Viking HelmA prompt, not a frompt which is something else by Mrs. Fever, in regards to my forthcoming 800th Post Extravaganza was a retrospective-looking back on Naked in Life.  Initially I liked the idea, but then again so much time has passed and I have written so much about Naked in Life, both here (just type in Naked in Life in the search bar) and in Scrawlings of a Mad Man that I am not sure what to add.  Well I do know what to add in regards to years later, I am still extremely glad and proud that I got to work with those three women.

I am very proud of the work we did and…then I am extremely disappointed in how all three reacted to the finished product.  Not with dislike or criticism, but shock that I really did follow through and turn two-years worth of work into a book and that I intended to sell the book (in their contracts is a profit sharing clause that is how positive I was about the book) as I had said all along.  Hell, I am still disappointed by that.  Especially, when I take into account that one of the women spent time at her work pre-selling copies of the book to customers.

I am within my rights to publish Naked in Life and make some money.  I have everything contractually to ignore their objections especially as spurious as the objections were at the time and have proven to be.  However, that being said, I respect them and I respect their wishes.  I may not like or even understand why they spent two years naked in front of my camera or why they put so much work into the whole project only to, at the very end cry “you can’t what will my boyfriend think?”

Ummm…I am pretty sure they would find the whole thing pretty damn hot and be proud to be dating you.  Alas, mine was the sole dissenting voice and I do like and respect them.  So as of today I own three copies of Naked in Life: a short version (the first copy when I wasn’t that good at page layout), a deluxe edition with a fourth woman, and a hardcover copy that I am particularly proud of.  I have sold, before I took the book down after their lengthy protests about “what will boyfriends think” and “what will jobs think” and “what if someone saw it that I knew” two copies.  One of the owners contacted me and told me how cool they thought the book was and wanted to know if I would do another.

UpCloseSo what do I do or have I done with two years worth of photos, that when last counted came out 7,500 give or take a hundred? A year of work selecting the best photos and editing them into really nice black and white photos. Six months of learning how to do page layout for an ENTIRE book in Word (you try to do it and get back with me on the difficulty I still have nightmares :) ).  I, on occasion, use some of the photos here, such as those in this post (you should recognize Naked in Life photos by now), but most of them sit in one of two backup drives collecting dust.  A waste of time and effort.  I don’t like waste of any kind and yet in the end that is what Naked in Life turned out to be, a waste.

Would I do a new Naked in Life?  Without a doubt yes.  I wouldn’t change a thing other than using what I learned and making it very clear repeatedly that when I say I am going to make a book out of this that I indeed will make a book.  Oh, I would change a couple of other things, I would love to photograph couples and groups (all varieties), and men this time around.

Kinky Fuckery: Artistic Side of Sex

Cool WhipThere is a myth that goes something like this: “Every time she takes a bite of strawberry shortcake, a fairy gets their wings, but they don’t get the pink wig.”

When working on Naked in Life I encouraged all of the women to come up with ideas for photos that they wanted to do.  If they wanted to take the photos not only did we have a plan for that photo session, but they were excited to take the photos.  One woman had an idea to dress up like a fairy, a naked fairy, she just needed to find fairy wings, wig to match, and a magic wand.  She found fairy wings and magic wand pretty easily.

Around that time Halloween was in full swing, which was how she found the wings and wand, but she couldn’t find a single neon pink wig at any costume shop that she went into.  After some additional searching and calling around, she found the wig she wanted at a wig shop.  She went to the shop, tried on the wig.  Even had the wig trimmed for her face and bought the wig.  I got a very excited phone call from her.  She was so excited, that she came over the next day to take the photos.  Unfortunately…the wig didn’t look right on her.  No idea why the wig looked good at the shop, but just not right in public.  Her and Barb worked with the wig, hair pins, and moving the wig around on her head.  Nothing looked right…until she put the wig on backwards.  Yes, backwards.  With the wig on backwards she couldn’t see, but the damn thing looked “right enough” on her that we took a few photos.  When she saw the photos we all had a good laugh, but she didn’t use the wig again, except for a couple more quick photos.

A little while later, the woman in the photo (notice how she looks to be flipping me off…she was) found the wig in the prop box and decided to give the wig a try.  She grabbed the fairy wings, the wig and stood in front of the mirror.  The wings looked good, but the wig refused to cooperate…like we warned her.  She tried the wig on forwards and backwards nothing looked right, but she still was wearing the outfit when food was served.  I like to keep people fed and happy during photoshoots.  I started snapping photos as she was eating.  That is the wig on her backwards, while wearing the fairy wings, and eating strawberry shortcake. That is one of the better photos of the wig.  The wig went back into the prop box never to be used again.  The wings saw a lot of use.  The strawberry shortcake was awesome.

When I get my doodle of the original closet done I will write about my dream new closest.  Until then…something fun and a chance for you to flex your artistic wings.  Can you complete the following drawings, which are from Sex Doodles?

obeyTotem Pole

You Will Wish You Could Wash Your Brain

Thank you Calvin and I for nominating * me for a Very Inspiring Blogger Award, in his words for, “Love that someone took charge of surveying sexual customs.”  I don’t know about taking charge, but there is a conversation all over WordPress and that is exciting as all get out to me.  Again, thank you for nominating me. very-inspirational-blogger

Here are the rules of the award: 1.) Display the award logo on your blog. 2.) Link back to the person who nominated you. 3.) State 7 things about yourself. 4.) Nominate 15 bloggers for this award. 5.) Notify those bloggers of the nomination by linking to one of their specific posts so that they get notified by ping back.  (I still don’t do this.  Sorry, but WordPress really needs a direct email/communication tool for bloggers that follow each other).

Seven Things About Me That You Will Wish You Wash Your Brain Afterwards

  1. I am a patient man, I once waited two-years to have sex with a woman and that was an awesome threesome.
  2. I have only one known food oops, but in my defense if you are allergic to shellfish do not eat the shrimp I serve for dinner or better yet tell me before hand.
  3. I get frustrated easily by technology that is supposed to be “plug and play” and neither plugs nor plays.
  4. Speaking from personal experience chocolate pudding is a fun, messy, and tasty accessory to sex.
  5. If I could find at least four women, I would gladly start another Naked In Life book.  If I could find at least four couples, I would gladly start a third Naked In Life book.
  6. If I could reconstruct my bondage closet, with upgrades, I would and is one of the things I look forward to doing when we have a house of our own.
  7. TBD

15 Bloggers Who Inspire Me

Each of these bloggers inspires me in some way from their thirst for knowledge, their honesty, their humor, their writing, their emotions, and so on.  I recommend each one of them to everyone.  I am sure you will find something that appeals to you.  Make sure to let them know.

  1. Temperature’s Rising
  2. Seattlepolychick
  3. Invisible Girl vs the World
  4. Urban Wall Art
  5. BottledWorder
  6. Crazy in Suburbia
  7. The Narcissist’s Blog
  8. A Sexual Being
  9. Love, Sex, and Marriage
  10. SassySarahblog
  11. His Beloved Submissive
  12. Lovemen.org
  13. Sexual Intellectuals
  14. Life of a Lover Girl
  15. Kdaddy23′s Blog

There are more, but I still have a living room to clean up.  Take a look at each of them if you haven’t yet. Thank you again, Calvin and I for the nomination.  I still have a living room to clean up, but really feel like finally writing a blog about sex…oh…really?  Yeah, I guess I should help clean up the mess that I started…still…

* Why is it a nomination? I ask because when do I or someone else win?  I also ask because if there is an awards ceremony why have I not gotten an invite yet?

Kinky Fuckery: Favorite Moments

Pardon me while I take a break for a day or two from the “deep” questions about sex.  I do want the conversation to continue, and I hope that it does continue here and on other blogs, but I think that I have asked more than enough questions for the week.  Plus, after today’s marathon session of reading, writing, and feeling like I got punked I want to take a break.  A couple of people expressed interest in Naked in Life so I thought I would write about a couple of my favorite moments from that along with some background.

XmasI haven’t really written about Naked in Life here because I wrote extensively about the experience in the various Scrawlings of a MAD Man.  Yes, several years have passed since this happened.  Naked in Life started out as a simple idea I wanted to make a nude photo-book of women doing whatever it was that they did during their daily life.  My original goal was to find ten women that I knew.  The reality was that four signed on.  Everyone else wanted to know why, thought they wouldn’t look good enough, didn’t have any ideas, and a whole host of other reasons.  The first photos that I took were of Barb who was very pregnant at the time with our girl.  Those photos were what helped convince the other three women that I was serious about this, not looking for super models, and was not just trying to get naked photos of them.  Julie was the first woman to take part and the original idea quickly went out the window.  Sure taking photos of them doing what they normally do during a day sounded great, but rapidly turned out to be unrealistic and not very fun.

Oh a quick sidebar, when I started here is what I knew about taking nude photos: NOTHING.  I bought books and read a lot of articles online during the process which improved the quality as much as my camera could.  The entire process was very fly by the seat of our pants which is why the whole thing was so much fun.

So what happened was I asked the women what they wanted to do and that is what we did.  Wedding to be photos, glamour shots, shoes deity damn shoes, Playboyesque shots, feather boas, holiday photos, group photos, and more.  If they had an idea or I had an idea that they liked we shot them.  Two years, roughly, we took photos off and on.  Here are a couple of my favorite moments, about the one photo-subject that caused the most headaches:

Shoes 1SHOES!  I hate shoes.  Not as a concept after all protecting one’s feet from inclement weather, stray Legos, and other things on the ground is a good thing.  I hate shoes as photo prop.  Shoes go on the feet.  To photograph the women and their feet was a pain in the ass.  What was worse was once one of the women wanted to be photographed wearing nothing but her favorite pair of shoes they all had to be.  Remember this was fly by the seat of your pants operation, the entire book was shot with one exception in our bedroom.  There was not a lot of room.  This was one of the first shoe-hair-pulling-photos.  She stood against the wall, she stood with one leg up, I was at a distance, I was up close, I was above, I was below and nothing looked good or allow me to rephrase none of the photos captured the woman and her shoes to my satisfaction.  I wanted each woman to look good, but by the end of a shoe day I wanted to throw their shoes out the window.

Shoes 2Finally, two solutions were discovered.  I am positive that somewhere there is a book entitled “How to Photograph Women in the Nude Only Wearing Their Favorite Shoes,” I did not have that book.  Eventually the woman in the first photo sat in the middle of the bed, and held her shoes about shoulder height.  In the photo she looks like she is holding the shoes up proudly or if you were me, she looks like she might be about to throw them at the cameraman.

The other solution was “discovered” much later and very simply consisted of the last photo here.  Yep, that simple, close to a year after the first “Shoe day.”

Kinky Fuckery: What is This Sex Thing Anyways IV? (Clarified)

If you have been following along for the past week or more or so then you should be aware that the conversation has been revolving around the simple question with a complex answer “What is or how do you define sex?”  Plenty of people have responded with their answers and each shows a depth that reveals how complex defining sex is to each person let alone as a group.  I believe that the surface has barely been scratched.  Still I think that there is more that can be talked about that is related to the question, such as the questions I posed at the end of Kinky Fuckery: What is This Sex Thing Anyways III?  Both of those questions came directly out of people’s answers to the first question.  Then…

Then…Mrs. Fever of Temperature’s Rising posted a bunch of questions of her own and one of them got me thinking about myself.

DSCI0102cbwWhat do you have to have done to/for/with another person to consider them a sexual partner? 

I know what I have done to each person that I consider sex, but which of them do I consider sexual partners and even more important why?  To satisfy Mrs. Fever yes I have been obsessing over this question.  When I wrote my answer to this question it occurred to me that while I did not divide sexual acts into various categories of sex, just lumping them under sex that I had divided all of the people that I had sex with into categories and one of those was sex partners.

After pondering (not obsessing, but pondering) a lot during class, lunch, a walk, another walk, three elevator rides (my girl wanted to try all of them out), waiting for a meeting, but not during the meeting, the ride home, and during a nap I worked out the categories, which by inference the sexual encounters that I have had and the why.

One-night Stand:  There have been a couple of women that I only had sex with one time ranging from a fun oral encounter to the standard definition of a one-night stand.  Each of them was a one-time deal and with a couple of exceptions I never saw them again.

Threesomes: All of the women who have been part of our Unicorn Hunt AKA threesomes fall into this category.  Given that only a couple have not gone crazy and run for the hills afterwards they could be closer to being One-night stands, but the uniqueness of the encounter deserves a new category.

Foolin’ Around: These women never turned into anything more than a few non-coitus foolin’ around sessions-making out, oral sex, etc.  Since they happened more than one time they don’t fall into the one-night stand category.

The Virgins: There were two virgins, my time with them was special to me and thus they get their own category.  Both of them also fall into the Sexual Partner (see below) because we had long-term (6 months or longer in my book) relationships.

The Ladies of Naked in Life: That I spent two years photographing them in the nude for a book is a whole level intimacy that holds a special place for me and a special category.

Sexual Partners: This was my answer yesterday: “For me to consider someone a sexual partner we had to actually engage in coitus, preferably more than once.”  This is my answer today: There have been several women who I think of a sexual partners.  We had long term multi-year relationships, there was a level of intimacy and trust that there was not with any other category, and the sexual part of our relationship grew and changed as our relationship grew and changed.  Clarification: Sexual partners to me involves a period of time, without exception at least 3 months of time.  Everything else tends to fall into one of the other categories.  I have always been someone you either dated for a long time or hot-fast-and-over-quickly, there really is no middle ground with me.  Thank you to Mrs. Fever for asking for the clarification.

These are just the major categories that I came up, doesn’t even include the variable good and bad, while pondering, not obsessing.

I Would Reflect Upon the Past Year but My Hair is a Mess

The “problem” with writing a blog where I share a lot of my life is that when the time comes for some reflection I have already written about it and when I am writing about something I am thinking and reflecting upon that subject which usually ends up in my writing, thus when I want to reflect I just start reading old posts.

Being honest there really isn’t much for us to reflect upon.  The majority of our year was spent in college.  Barb studied her butt off and continued to learn that most PharmNerds are socially stunted people, even worse than her.  I wrote a book about volunteering over the summer and spent the last half of this year having the shit edited out of it.  As a family we had our first vacation over the summer and then proceeded to sweat away any potential weight we could have gained by laying about during the summer.  We discovered that the campus, at least one of the restaurants, is open over summer giving us a place to go with air conditioning.  My boy finished first grade.  My daughter learned how to count to ten, write her name, and start to read.

There is a lot of little things in there, but honestly the major life events upon which one would normally reflect upon were everyday events:

  • Two semesters of school
  • One very hot summer with a family first vacation
  • Finishing first grade for my boy
  • Being 4 for my girl, mostly watching Nickelodeon and playing
  • Made some friends, lost more
  • A computer died and then a phone died
  • Starting second grade for my boy
  • Learning how to cook Indian food
  • Continuing to refine making sushi
  • Continuing to expand my knowledge of Chinese cooking
  • Plenty of sex or sex related events, including constructing a room for fucking and a disastrous threesome

See, plenty of events happened, but I wrote about them as they happened, and reflected upon them at the time…so what should I do?  I could talk to you about what I would like to do over the next year, not resolutions as these are things that I have talked about before, but have only now had the time, tools, or ability to start doing.

I am going to work on getting the serial stories more regular and less of them.  Having looked over all of them, there are too many and that is affecting quality.  The goal to get all of them edited and posted to the Serial Story page, then pick two and do six-part installments on a rotating basis.  When a story is finished, then pick another one.

I really want to expand the Kinky Fuckery line of blogs, in particular more real photos, more input from people other than me, and delve deeper into some topics.  This desire of mine is limited by location, location, and location…living in the land of the sexless.  However, I am enrolled in the college’s only sex education course this semester so there may be hope or a whole bunch of blogs lamented the death of sex up here.  We will see.

Along the line add to the Naughty Monkey toy reviews, but again that falls into the money, people, and stuff to try.  Toy Story blogs are just fun, so no need to do anything other than read the latest sex catalog when they arrive. :)

As much as I want to expand the Kinky Fuckery line of blogs, I would like to expand the number of cooking/recipe blogs that I post in a year.  A regular column would be best, but I have yet to hit upon anything that really grabs me by the junk (I don’t wear lapels).  Suggestions would be welcome, as I do have a sizeable following of food blogs.

While I talk about On Volunteering, I don’t think I will be posting anything other than updates about the book.  However that is a goal of mine to get the other half of the book, the professional side, added to the first half before the end of the year.  I have been considering for a while now doing another Naked in Life, but one that gets a lot more press…as in the people who take part are happy to see it in print (long story).  However, that falls into the same pit that anything naked or sexual does up here, which is finding the people…unfortunately a lot harder than I thought.

In that life outside of the blog area, I would like to cut down the amount of time every member of my family spends on the Xbox and DS.  Perhaps it is because this is an extended break, and the season (winter), but I don’t remember us spending as much time as we have on the various entertainment idiot boxes.  Thankfully, we have started a semi-regular family game night and as we keep doing it should become a regular event.  Still less time staring at faux worlds and more time in the real one is a goal of mine…for now.

I would say that I want to make more friends and connections up here, but the problem that I keep running into is that unless they are a professor, or townie many (not all) of the students are not from here and treat being here like a vacation.  They are willing to make only enough of a connection to get them to the next break and then…well they have lives elsewhere.  This has been odd for me to understand, but I now think of college students as single serving friends: we have our time together and then its over.

Something that I have been curious about is what any of you would like to see me write about or address?  Seriously, this has been a “I wonder what…” line of thought for a few months.  If you have anything or lots of things, let me know.

Stop Eyeballing the Camera

Wheeeee!

A shivelbush exclamation of joy!  Yes, shivelbush can be used in that fashion.

I have a model.  I have a couple of models.  I am doing a little happy dance.  Thank you.

Negotiations were held, a contract was signed, and best of all plans are being made for work and fun shoots.

Having learned from my last experience working with people who were less than fully clothed I got them to take test shots.   What is a test shot?  No clue what a test shot is to an expert, but to me a test shot is seeing what they look like and how they react to the camera.  Boy am I glad I did test shots.

Both look good in front of the camera.  One of them is lite-skinned and the other has a duskier complexion; thankfully this is nothing new to me, but it was good to see how they look under the lights.  What was more important to me was how they reacted to the camera.  When I did Naked in Life there was one woman who stared down the camera like it owed her money.  Every few minutes for the first few photo-shoots I would say, “Stop eyeballing the camera.”   I don’t want staged photos, I want natural photos, I want to capture you, not what you think people or I want to see.  This can be a hard concept for some people to understand.

Another woman was a natural, she never looked at the camera, but she was aware of where the camera was at all times.   I never had to ask her to stop eyeballing the camera or to look towards the camera.  She just knew where the camera was and was totally unconcerned (at least that is what she portrayed to the camera) with what the camera saw.

I wasn’t sure what was going to happen with these two.  If I had to place my bets one was going to stare down the camera and the other would be more relaxed.  Boy was I wrong.  The one I thought would be relaxed felt the same way I do about cameras, “Don’t look at them because they will steal your soul.”  I had to use a trick to get the person to look naturally at the camera, “Think about something that makes you happy or laugh.”  People’s faces rapidly start flashing through the various facial expressions that they have on the way to what I asked.  Usually starting at thoughtful, then what the fuck, then a smirk, then a smile, and finally a laugh or more natural look.  That moment is when I take the photo.  That photo is usually them in a one shot.  It worked again.  By the time the person realized what they wanted to do I had already taken a photo of them.

The other person was the one I thought was going to be camera starer, but nope they were, aside from a height issue, perfect to work with.  Did what I asked, didn’t stare at the camera, and when I said, “Think about something…” instantly hit the face I was hoping to see. The biggest issue with this person is that they are tall.  I have never worked with a tall person, so what I was expecting to see lighting-wise was totally different.  I can tell I am going to need more lights.  Not a big problem, but if I hadn’t done the test shots I would have been seriously bothered by the amount of work to do mid-shoot and extra work is something I like to avoid once the models are in place.

Hopefully, once schedules get worked out we will start shooting and then there will be photos to go with some of the Bondage for blogs.  I know my descriptions are not the best, at least I think they aren’t, hopefully with photos everyone will understand what I am talking about and be able to enjoy the same amount of fun as we are.

Why Don’t You Ask Barb?

Shivelbush,

I am trapped in the Chinese Hell of the Sexless and People Who Make Incorrect Assumptions.  Note, this is actually two different Chinese Hells, but they are close to one another.

“Why don’t you ask Barb?”  This is always the first response anytime that I ask a woman, other than Barb, if she is willing to do a photo shoot.  Before we moved up here this was not the first response, but since we have been here the conversation goes like this:

“I need a woman to take some photos for the (insert topic).  Yes, nudity is required.”

“Why don’t you ask Barb?”

“Ugh!”

Here is why I don’t ask Barb: She has not liked having her picture taken clothed or nude since I met her.  When working on Naked in Life, which was started by a photo I took of her, she was always the last one to do her photo shoots, the hardest to work with, and the last one to come up with any suggestions or ideas for her own shoots.  When the time came for her to pick out photos that she liked or didn’t like she was the last to make any choices and what she didn’t like was easier by far for her to do.  The end result was, that I learned that she didn’t like having her photo taken, she was supportive of my efforts when working with other women, but only if I pushed the subject would she take part beyond being the best assistant I have ever had.

So here I am, I have three Kinky Fuckeries (Bondage for the Novice Amateur, Holiday Theme, and Bondage for the Gifted or Flexible) that I want to publish and I would much rather have photos than my sex doodles.  While I can and most likely will publish them with sex doodles, photos are clearer especially for some of the more complex positions that I would like to share.  There is a sex doodle that right now looks like a spider getting smushed instead of a woman in a position using a few straps and cuffs.  I would rather people get the right idea than wonder, “Where do I get a spider” or “Is that a leg, arm, or what in the hell is that supposed to be?”

I am aware that in general, the thought is that when you ask a woman to take nude photos it is because you are up to something (read trying to fuck her) or at least that is how it has been expressed to me.  No amount of explaining how much work is involved with a photoshoot or showing them copies of Naked in Life, seem to make a difference.  For the record, a photoshoot takes a minimum of an hour, there are lots of lights, photoshoots can be exhausting, and in general the last thing on my mind is sex; getting the best picture is primary.   I understand that none of the women I am talking to now were involved in Naked in Life and most of them do not have a lot of experience with me, but still it is annoying.

My hope is that before the end of the month I find one woman who is willing to put aside her notions that I am trying to fuck her or just see her naked aside, take a chance, and work with me.  The results are always good; for example see any of the black and white nudes that I have posted throughout the blog, they are all pictures I took while working on Naked in Life.  Plus imagine all of the good sex that will be inspired or at least done correctly-position wise.  :)

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