On the site I have been using to network with models and photographers, model mayhem, one of the things that models can specify on their profile is whether or not they do nudes. Most profiles say no. I was seeing this and getting confused because they had nudes in their portfolios but I then worked out that there is a distinction between implied nudes and nudes. Implied means that you can be technically nude but not showing your junk and full frontal is the “nudes” that people are saying yes or no to. Or so I thought.
Every now and then you’ll come across a photo of someone and it may not be on their profile but on a photographer’s profile, but sometimes it’s on their own profile, and their they are in all their glory, their tackle waving at you but their profile says no to nudes. So does no really mean no?
I love this kind of time lapse video. When life is passing you by and you get stuck in the detail of the day you miss the bigger picture. One thing with this video that amazes me is who has the spare camera to leave in the one spot for 12 months without moving it?
This is a very clever spoof of the “Old Spice” ads but using the idea to challenge our leaders about their stance on gay marriage. Leaders of both major political parties here are against gay marriage which frustrates me.
Born from a need to hang something above his own sofa, Dean Stockings started shooting people naked on their own sofas. He’s got all shapes and sizes, sexualities and genders in the book, all with handwritten bits of information about themselves.
Dean is a professional photographer in the U.K. and has done work for lots of glossy gay publications, fashion publications and all sorts of work. Now he’s hoping Sofa So Naked will win the book of the month on Blur, so go and have a look at the preview of the book and cast your vote!
Kevin Richberg is a man on a mission and I’m thinking maybe it could be something worth trying. I’ll wait and see what he gets out of this venture before setting off though.
If you want a date with Kevin, leave your proposal at his site “30 dates 30 days 30 cities” but don’t be expecting sex, Kevin says a goodnight kiss is as far as it will go. Queerty has a story on Kevin’s odyssey here. For romantics out there, give it a shot. I don’t know what his selection criteria is but he’s got a lot of offers so he’s going to have to do some serious culling.
Trevor Donovan is a model turned actor now starring in Beverly Hills 90210 and is hotly tipped to be the character that comes out in an upcoming episode. I’ve never watched the new version of 90210 and it was axed here after only a handful of episodes but a main recurring character proves how far television has come when the producers feel like it.
Now, the question is, how long will it be before the gay mafia has us trying to believe that Trevor is indeed gay in real life? Not long I’m guessing. I’m quite often amazed at how readily the gay community almost tries to prove the “homosexual agenda” theory by trying to convert every hot male celebrity. Not that I’d complain if Trevor turned up on my doorstep asking to experiment.
If we want the wider public to believe that gay actors can play straight convincingly, surely we have to afford the straight actors the same respect for playing gay rather than assuming a secret life?
Some people are so clever and witty and it’s great to see them put that wit to good use against the bigotry and hatred spewed forth by the bigoted ultra conservatives!
Just because it’s hot and it’s cute. I love the subtitles completely taking the piss out of the accent and it’s allowed. We get it everywhere we travel too.
This weekend I’m getting out of town. Work has me run down and tired. I’m not so much stressed but I just don’t enjoy going there are the moment and I need a break. This weekend I’m heading to River Island for a night’s camping. It’s a clothing optional campground/retreat and I’m hoping that even though it’s technically winter still that there might be at least a couple of hours of nude friendly warmth.
If any readers are there, feel free to say hi. I’m going for a weekend of solitude so I can’t guarantee I’ll invite you to camp with me but I’m always keen to say hi and have a chat. Just the break out of the city will be really nice so it’s going to be up early, vote in our ridiculous Federal election and hit the road.
I have a new TV crush. There’s a few new TV shows starting here in Australia and there’s a bit of new talent to hit our screens. The first one of the new shows started last night, called “Offspring”. I didn’t make it to the end of what I think was a 2 hour premiere but the first hour had me interested, especially in the character played by the man in the photos above. His name is Don Hany. According to Wikipedia he’s turning 35 next month and is the son of an Iraqi father and a Hungarian mother and I think the mix is working for him.
Morgan is a young man with a dream. That dream is to get naked all over the world and jump up and down. He says his aim is to blur the lines between exhibitionism and art and eventually have an exhibition of his adventures. Morgan looks like a laugh to hang out with that’s for sure. Check out Morgan’s fundraising site here.
For those of you who do the social nudity thing I have a question. When you are hanging out on the beach nude with friends, or around a pool, camping, wherever, if one of your mates pulled out a camera would you be ok with it? Would you let your photo be taken?
A couple of my nude mates were at Turtle Cove resort in Nth Queensland last weekend and they did notice some people had cameras. Nothing was said, no permission was asked nor did my friends say anything to the people with cameras whom they didn’t know.
When I was camping nude a few months ago a couple of shots were taken but the guy taking them asked and only used the non-frontal ones anywhere public. That I don’t mind, especially if I know the people I’m in the group with and know that they won’t use the photos incriminatingly.
My Friday 13th bad luck didn’t kick in until late but it was one of those instances where it made me feel like shit. It turns out that non-date boy from several weeks ago really was non-date guy and that was his way of trying to let me down gently because he’s seeing someone. Why would I have thought he’d be interested anyway? I’ve known him for a few years and he was never interested before so why would that change?
Then this morning I was supposed to do a photoshoot of a mate and his boyfriend in their leathers but the choice of location left a lot to be desired. It was at a lookout over Sydney Harbour and right near a football field filled with kids playing Saturday morning football. Combine that with wedding couples having photos taken and it was just not going to happen. Then the couple I was shooting were late and because I was already in a shitty mood because the location (their choice) wasn’t going to happen keeping me waiting just pushed me over the edge and I threw a tantrum and left. They weren’t even that late, but I had raised concerns for the location already, they know the road to the location is always hellish with traffic and I’m an impatient bitch at times.
After that I went to the opera house and picked up my print of the Spencer Tunick shoot (above) and then wandered though the Botanic Gardens with my new camera in blazing sunshine. I’m in a much better mood now and looking forward to cooking dinner for some good friends tonight.
Today’s lesson for the modern homosexual is to help mastering the difficult art of faking your photos on your online profiles and to spot those that have.
The first rule is not to steal the photographs of celebrities or anyone in the public eye. One came across a young gentleman recently on facebook of all sites who was using photos of a U.S. based model very popular on gay blogs. Celebrities are by their very nature well known. Whilst they are very attractive I’m sure even your closeted Uncle Bill is going to be skeptical that Jake Gyllenhaal is gagging for it from a burly daddy type.
Secondly, if one MUST use illicitly obtained photos then perhaps, shortly prior to posting them as your own, have a look at the collection you’ve selected from hours of dedicated trawling one handedly through cyberspace and with an honest eye make sure they all match. The perky buns of an olive skinned Brazilian, the pale low hangers of a Scottish Higlander dangling below a thatch of red pubic hair and the sun bleached hair of an Australian surfer don’t tend to paint a convincing portrait of anyone other than someone with genetic bipolar disorder.
Thirdly it might be a wise move for those engaging in sexual digital identity fraud to start a handy excel spreadsheet of the profiles of those you’ve obtained images from and which images they have courteously lent you. It’s ever so socially embarrassing to send someone a private photo only for them to point out that you’ve indeed had online conversations before and you’ve just sent their own backside to them.
A lot of you know Shannon Boh, he’s been blogging for a while now and is also making a name for himself as a photographer these days with a recent fashion spread all of his own in DNA. Shannon is a good mate of mine and is joining in the aussieBum challenge.
Shannon’s goals are to rediscover his abs and increase the size and definition of his chest and shoulders.
I’m going to make sure that myself and the other challengers keep you all updated with what we are doing to achieve our goals. For me, this week’s diet has been rubbish but at least I’ve been to the gym and done fairly effective workouts. Tomorrow will include my third workout for the week and my second aerial silks class for the week.
I’m breaking my workouts into two different days, twice each (hopefully) per week. Day one is chest, back and shoulders with three exercises each with three sets of 8-10 fairly heavy weights for each exercise. I really do need to start doing some cardio as well and for my own sanity some swimming.
