Monthly Archive for February, 2012

The day has is here.

Today is the day I go into surgery to repair my torn bicep tendons. I am due at the hospital at 2.30 this afternoon. I haven’t asked how long the surgery is but I know I’m only in overnight and it’s keyhole surgery. At least there won’t be any whopping great big scars on my arms. From tomorrow, when I get out of hospital I’ll have to stay with my family for a couple of weeks as for the first week at least while my arms are in plaster I won’t be able to do anything for myself. It also means an enforced break from blogging.

Believe me, as soon as I can get back on a computer, I will, but I have to be careful how much I use my arms and I just don’t know what will hurt and what won’t. I was told I won’t be able to work for 3-4 weeks but I expect I’ll be able to be on a computer a little before that for short periods at a time. Thanks to everyone for your well wishes and fantastic support. I’ll keep you posted on how things go when I can.

SO much fun!

This video was shot in Moab Utah by a very adventurous bunch of people. I’m not sure who looked at an ancient rock arch way and thought “Let’s tie some ropes to that and run off the rock and swing from it” but whoever did is braver than me. However, once a few people had done it, I’d be well up for it. A little bit of wee might come out as I was running off the edge but a pair of wet shorts is well worth the adrenaline rush!

Note: I’m kidding. I do NOT have a bladder problem.

Run boys run!

It seems that people around the world have twigged to the fact that the Roksilde Music Festival in Europe gets lots of publicity every year from it’s running race of nude festival-goers and the photos of them go around the world in about two seconds. Here in Australia a few weeks ago the Meredith Music Festival had their own nude race. These photos seem to feature the guys more than the girls but we don’t mind.

Sydney, it seems is finally catching up in the nude event arena as well. In a few weeks time the new production of Naked Boys Singing starts here and they are having a one-show nude audience night as well and a bunch of us are going along in support. I will probably be in two arm slings at the time but I promise that’s all I’ll be wearing. Also coming up is a tour from an artist of the Museum of Contemporary Art in April. The artist will be nude and so will the tour participants, followed by drinks (nude) on one of the terraces of the Museum. Apparently it’s about letting down barriers and removing preconceived ideas. Should be a laugh.

Rumours flying!

Today I heard a celebrity rumour that might clear a few things up. The rumour? That Chris Brown, famous for beating the hell out of Rihanna and refusing to accept that he has anger issues and problems taking any form of criticism, has allegedly been having a sexual relationship with another male R&B singer “Martyn”. A series of screen shots of twitter direct messages between the two has Chris talking about being fucked by Martyn and loving every second of it, while still putting Martyn down because he’s a nobody and Chris is a star.

Well Chris, Martyn seems to be undermining your macho swagger just a touch. Swagger that in my opinion is all talk. Your window smashing outburst after an interview in NYC that mentioned the Rihanna beating and your arrogant tweet (above) after the Grammy’s and all the antics of a spoilt brat tell me that maybe you don’t like yourself very much. Maybe if you took a more honest approach to life, your violent history and now your possibly broader sexual identity, you might actually be able to cope with a little criticism, even laugh it off, and lead a much less defensive life.

I would say even the most flamboyantly camp man, who is open and honest with himself, his sexuality and who he is will always be much more of a man than anyone who beats their girlfriend into a hospital then refuses to take full responsibility and grow up.

There are people who I’m more disturbed by than Chris though. All those girls who tweeted that Chris could beat them anyday because he’s “so hot” seriously need to look into their self esteem issues.

*All of this is alleged, nothing is confirmed. I don’t want to get sued. Even though Martyn swears it’s all true.

Well he isn’t shy!

Gareth Thomas made headlines around the world a couple of years ago when he became one of a few openly gay professional athletes. It seems like Gareth, now retired is still on people’s minds as he’s just taken part in Celebrity Big Brother in the UK and was very popular. These photos show that either Gareth has trouble seeing a camera when it’s in the room or just doesn’t care, flashing all his wares intentionally or accidentally in the locker room while a tv crew was recording. Thanks Gareth!

Sexy goes for a surf

David O’Mer, one of the stars of La Soiree, also known as Bath Boy put on one of the sexiest routines I’ve ever had the pleasure of seeing when I finally got to see his Bath tub performance a month or so ago. It turns out that David, if you see his vimeo channel, is quite the adventurer. He’s part of a skydiving group and loves to surf. This is a cute video of David riding his board in Byron Bay a couple of years ago. All the years I’ve been going to the beach, I’ve NEVER had a pod of dolphins join me in the waves.

The French deliciousness

I’m not sure if the Dieux Du Stade calendar and “making-of” DVD are as popular as they used to be but the DVD at least is a definite annual purchase for me. In my mind it’s because I want to see how the photographers set up the shots. In reality I barely acknowledge that there is a photographer involved. The 2012 calendar is the third time the very talented Francois Rousseau has lensed the production and done a stunning job of it.

I was watching the DVD yesterday and took note of my three favourite guys from the 2012 calendar. From the left we start with Sebastien Torresin, who along with Noah Cato on the far right typify the big strong naturally sculpted muscly deliciousness that I would love to curl up with. As a boyfriend of either of those gods how could you ever feel unsafe? A protector isn’t a requisite on the list of attributes for a husband for me, but you could curl up in their arms and feel so secure that you’d sleep soundly, once the shagging stopped. The guy in the middle is the smouldering sexiness that is Jonathan Pelissie. If you see the DVD, his arse is really something quite spectacular, along with the rest of him.

Under negotiation.

For a good long time now, many years, I’ve had an uneasy relationship with my body. For many years I hated how skinny it was and especially when I came back from London (far left) I was way too thin. There were advantages to being that thin, I got away with eating way too much rubbish, but that also let me to abuse the privilege. Even when I was really fit, I didn’t care for my body much. I wanted to be more muscular, more defined, pretty much anything but what I was.

For the past 18 months or so I’ve been the most out of shape that I’ve ever been and I’ve hated it. I was saying to one of the girls on Monday night, probably half an hour before I hurt myself, that I felt like my body and I have been arguing with each other for a year or more. My body was telling me that it was sick of being taken advantage of and living with domestic abuse in the form of bad dietary habits. I was yelling at it for it betraying me after so many years of leading me to believe it was going to be faithful forever. Well on Monday night the arguments spilled over and my body snapped. Specifically the tendons in my biceps have snapped, but from here on in my body and I are going into couples therapy. I’m going to slowly have to learn how to rebuild the trust, while learning how to respect my body all over again and not take it for granted. Fingers crossed (delicately, lots of things are sore at the moment) we will end up being in a stronger relationship than we have been for a very long time.

Why can’t we appreciate what we have while we have it?

It’s a tough job

Last weekend I did lots of photo shoots and the first of them was my mate Jeff. It was just one of those shoots that we did “just because”. It wasn’t for the exhibition or for any particular project. I have known Jeff for a few years now but we’ve just never got around to doing a shoot for one reason or another. Last week we headed to an abandoned factory and I had Jeff lying on the dirty floor, on old wooden palettes and kneeling on a grotty abandoned mattress.

Some of the shots were successful and some weren’t but that’s the beauty of being able to shoot on digital. Jeff is a really good sport. He was nude at times even though there were other people around doing a photo shoot and some graffiti artists in the next room as well.

A bit of random German nudity.

Who knows what the thought behind putting this video together was but it’s certainly a bit of fun. They certainly have a decent production with lights and a few different cameras. Whoever the guy on the snowboard is, he had to do this jump several times and there’s a bit of danger in grinding on a rail in the nude. It’s called German Sausage and he certainly has a pretty decent sausage.

What people think I do.

There is a new kind of Meme going around with variations of what people with certain lifestyles, careers or hobbies do and the perception of that from outside. Matthew Mitcham, our gold medal winning Olympic Diver posted one about diving that made me laugh. They are usually pretty spot on. Here are a few that apply to me. Click the image to see it larger.

Surgery it is.

Yesterday being Valentine’s day, combined with a whole bunch of stress about the state of my injured biceps gave me too much time to think. My flatmate and I had a discussion about how lonely it can feel sometimes even surrounded by good friends.
It’s looking very much like I will have to have surgery to repair my the torn tendons in both my biceps and at this stage I have no idea what that means for time off work, how immobile my arms will be and for how long. Will I have to stay with my parents and have my mother wiping my arse for me at the age of 38? It’s looking likely and very demoralising. If I can somewhat dress myself and look after myself I’ll be much happier than weeks off work being fed, wiped and dressed by my poor mother who wants to do it about as much as I want it done.

So many people are living very busy lives and living them single, often living alone in cities like Sydney. How do they cope if they don’t have family to help out if they are injured like this? If I fell and hurt myself in my apartment and my flatmate wasn’t home, how would I get help? How would I even let them in if I could call someone?

I did warn you I’d had too much time to think yesterday and daytime television in Sydney didn’t help my mood.

The other reality that I’m facing is that I will probably have to push back my exhibition. I need to get everything photographed in the next 6 weeks to get it printed and framed in time for a mid-June opening which, if I can’t use my arms, is not going to happen.
On a positive note, I am hoping for some serious bionic biceps. Not sure if they are on offer but it would be good. Also holding out hope for a hot male nurse who gives good bed bath.

Well that sucks

Last night I spent three hours at the Emergency room at the hospital after an incident at my aerial silks class. The trick we were doing was “an easy and safe one” according to my teacher but I managed to do something that resulted in a “pop” in both my biceps and a lot of pain. Somehow I managed to get myself unwrapped and down to the ground in absolute pain. I’ve just had ultrasounds on both arms and I’m very scared to say that the radiologist wouldn’t rule out surgery.

If I have surgery, how do I dress myself and wipe my own butt? Let alone work and drive! Both arms in slings means I could have to go stay with my parents for a while. Who knows. I’m trying to look on the bright side and take heart in the fact that I still have almost full movement including movements that online medical pages say I shouldn’t if I have indeed fully torn tendons from the elbow connecting the biceps.

Worst case scenario I may not be able to do silks anymore (I won’t give up easily on that) and I may have to push my exhibition back if I have to have surgery as I won’t be able to do the last shoots in time. This is all speculative of course. I’ll have to wait til I hear what the doctor says after he sees the ultrasounds.

Congratulations Matthew!

Friday saw the close of the voting in the Favourite Place photography challenge here on Aussielicious. The winner, by a clear margin was Matthew with his shot of Coney Island NYC! Matthew’s winning photograph will now become the gift that the winner of the next challenge here on Aussielicious receives! Thanks to everyone who submitted some beautiful photos and thanks to everyone who voted. I’ll get thinking of a new photographic challenge or creative challenge soon!

What a shoot!

This weekend I’m mostly seeing the world through the lens of my camera. I photographed a friend this morning, just for fun for both of us. This afternoon was one of two shoots for my exhibition this weekend and the next is tomorrow morning.

I’m always so grateful to models that I’ve never met, agreeing to work with me, nude and for free. Today I had a gorgeous Irishman in a friend’s backyard pool trying to capture the mood of Freedom for my exhibition. Sydney’s weather has been absolutely vile this summer. It’s been the coldest summer since the 50′s. We had some blazing sunshine this afternoon and I thought I’d gotten away with a beautiful afternoon to shoot, but no. There were storms rolling in fast, to the point that my car insurer even sent a text message about hail warnings in my area. Thankfully they didn’t eventuate but a lot of rain did.

I took a chance and picked the model up, driving in the rain to the location thinking we could do it another time if it didn’t ease up. Ease up the rain did and Jonathan graciously stripped off and swam and floated and glided through the water as directed with rain drops still falling. My camera got a little wet but not anything dangerous and with the mood of the rain and the even light it created I have too many choices of shots to choose from for the exhibition but that is a fantastic problem to have. The shot above isn’t even close to the best.