An image post – 2014 in pictures. Continue reading Twenty Fourteen in Images
So, on Monday, Jeffrey Tucker & Steve Horwitz declared Wednesday, April 23rd to be “International Judd Weiss Appreciation Day”:
When I saw the annoucement, I quickly bought the domain name:
Originally I was going to make a blog post here and point the domain to it, but I decided the effort needed it’s own website, so it was my little project last night. We debuted it last night and started inviting people today. Continue reading International Judd Weiss Appreciation Day
Long before I became the subject of hundreds of photographs by Judd Weiss, I modeled for Peter Paradise of Boston. I posted a few shots of our work together in the past, but as both of our birthdays approach, I wanted to share some of our story, and some of the best work I feel we ever did together.
The next few photographs will include some semi-nudes, so those who would be offended or disinclined to see these (hello, family!) should probably do themselves a favor and not look any further. Spare me the lectures, too. Continue reading Baring More with Peter Paradise
So I love. I’ve had so many great loves, so many butterflies and wide-eyed moments of trying and failing and hurting and giving. I’m not afraid to feel, not afraid to enjoy and embrace, but profoundly appreciative of how rare I find those sparks and subtle wants to please and need.
Things are great sometimes, with cuddles and kisses and irresistible trysts. I’m rather non-possessive and attentive and affectionate and all of these things come naturally and preemptively for the right person, the right dynamic. I’m passionate and careful – with my heart and others’.
I try to be the best for someone, the best that I can be. People deserve the best from one another, and I love the song in my soul that serves to remind me I deserve someone who inspires the best of me.
Maybe love is for a short time, or a long time, or a lifetime. In this instance it is, so far, six months of laughter and dreams and adventures and late-night stir-frys, and reflecting on the distance we’ve come and the hurdles we’ve climbed and the things we might wish to do. Six months thus far, and if this were as far as it went it’d be perfect as it was, and if it continues, it’s perfect as long as it lasts. We learn from one another, we give and we hold and we provide safe space to grow and be, tender and gentle, dominant and submissive, and everything, anything, together. It’s not exclusive, it doesn’t have to be, it lacks the resentment I tend to find in binding myself to one, and yet there is no disrespect, just compassion and courtesy, trust and openness. I’m very grateful for it, tremendously so.
I don’t grasp at love, fleeting as it can be. I just bask in it.
I’ve got so much love to give, to share — I love you, Valentines. All of you. And him.
I had my first conversation with Peter Paradise in late 2008. I knew him as a photographer for various friends of mine in community, I greatly admired his work and never thought I’d be the subject of it, though I’d fantasized about it. I still remember that day at our mutual friend’s house, where we spoke and he told me he’d love to do a photo shoot with me, and I remember feeling so grateful at his attention, so inspired to work with someone so talented – someone whose vision really seemed to be both similar to mine and yet very professional.
I’ve known the man for over three years now, and together we’ve taken thousands of photos, though I think we’ve only got several dozen finished, edited and published. I love everything we’ve done together – he’s an amazing visionary, and I love his work.
Right before I moved to Los Angeles, we did a photo shoot in the Arnold Arboretum in Jamaica Plain, Boston, Massachusetts.
Here are a few shots from that day.
Just felt like sharing. More of his work can be viewed on his website, which is http://www.peterparadise.net.