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Just a days work

I had my first day in my studio to paint today for what seem like ages. I think not being able to has really given me a hunger for it. That and the fact there are a few unresolved paintings in there that tap at the back of my mind like a dripping tap. I was really struggling with how to move one on last time I had time to work on it. Its a painting that I am very excited about but it just was going so slowly.

A few things have happened since then though and it was interesting to see the effect that they had on my confidence and feeling for what I am doing. Firstly there was my meeting with my old lecturer Knighton Hosking that I blogged about a few posts back. Just seeing his work and hearing him talk so passionately about painting, and he kind of re assured me that it would all work out, all really helped. I had him in mind today(in a Obe wan kinda way!)

The other thing was a really fantastic meeting(by chance really) I had with a gallery at the weekend. I dont want to talk to much about it but I really had a great affinity with the owners, the space and the work that they were installing. That doesnt happen often but my instant reaction was one of recognition and feeling that them and my work could be a good match. To be completely honest just the knowledge that they are there and there is somewhere that my work COULD live one day is re-assuring .

Untitled (in progress) Oil on canvas 6ft x 3ft

There are images of this in progress from a couple of months ago, today I masked an area and started to build the surface around the figure into something that will start to feel like you are looking into the surface of the stream. There are some fundamental changes to the drawing to but they are impossibly to see on this image.

detail of above

detail 2

While I was painting I threw some paint in the direction of two old unfinished canvases, I have moved on from the images but it will be interesting to resolve them and see what they were meant to be.

untitled, Oil on Canvas 3ftish

Untitled, Oil on Canvas, 3ftish

I guess I have to get my figure drawing fix. Lastly I this evening I finished off another lino block and photographed it to so I could flip it to see what it might print like. here it is.

The Goat in the Moonlight, lino block

It is always exciting to get a print done and then I will start attempting to play with colours. This may be printed in a dark petrol blue on a warm yellow paper.

And thanks again for all your comment on the last post guys!

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Scary Lake

It was a very long and incredibly hot day and it was almost over. The sun as a giant red ball was going down but that was not helping at all — the air was still scorching and Natasha felt extremely tired after many hours of driving through that hostile rocky valley between high mountains somewhere at the end of the world. Her old good friend Jeep Wrangler had a soft top but no air-conditioning so she had to drive topless to stay cool and let the wind take the excessive heat from her nicely tanned body. After driving non stop the whole day Natasha was getting close to the edge of this seemingly endless desert and the landscape was slowly changing. The rocks were getting smaller yielding to hills covered with a dingy grass and real forests could be already seen on the horizon. According to the map there was a lake not far away from her current position. Stopping for a rest was probably a good idea. Natasha imagined how she could be taking off her clothes and running into cool refreshing water totally naked. It was so tempting! She got off the trail and struggled through the rocks towards the possible place of pleasure.

The lake was indeed a refreshing place. Concealed in a deep cavern it looked really charming in contrast to the dusty lifeless desert. The sand beach was closely guarded by palms and high tropical trees so she had to park her car and carve her way through the thicket on foot. The view inside was magnificent. The light blue water framed by the golden sands and the green trees instantly made her forget about the dirty long road. Inspired by the beauty of the place Natasha undressed quickly and rushed into the cool water. Everything was just as she imagined: a playful prelude with clouds of icy splashes followed by a heavenly tranquil pleasure that was taking all worries far far away. Her tired overheated body was revitalising and cooling off. It was a paradise. She was swimming, diving, laughing. Almost an hour passed by when saturated with pleasure Natasha went ashore and laid on the sand. Every muscle in her body was relaxed. In a few moments she fell asleep.

It was a deep night when she woke up. In the moonlight everything was different and mysterious but Natasha was not scared, she was enjoying herself being fully naked and free in this enigmatic world. She approached the water and to her surprise it was much warmer than before. For a moment it even appeared to her that these tiny wavelets on the surface had flocked around her feet and flirted, inviting into the water. She found that amusing and made a few steps into the water accepting this provocation. The next moment the floor disappeared, the overwhelmed girl submerged and begun to sink. Luckily she was a brave female so she quickly managed to pull herself together and with a considerable effort made it back to the surface just to realize that it was only the beginning of the adventure.

In a moment Natasha found herself on a great distance from the shore. Now it was scary. What kind of power was capable of doing such things? Well, that was irrelevant all she really wanted at that bloodcurdling moment was to get out of the water as soon as possible. Heading to the coast the fearful girl made a few strokes when something seized her legs. Natasha roared like a trapped animal. It felt like she was being attacked by stalks. They quickly ascended, winded around her hips and tried to get into the vagina. The whole thing was like an awful nightmare, she could not believe that it was happening for real. Scared to death she started rowing towards the shore as fast as she could, but it was really hard — now the girl had to fight not only the natural resistance of the water but also the unnatural power that already almost completely seized her. She realised that one of the stalks just made it right into her pussy. It was way too much for the poor girl. Natasha started writhing in hysterics and may be that had given her an extra power. Struggling to keep herself afloat she was moving chaotically desperately trying to tear up the fetters which were getting tighter and tighter with every second.

The desperate fight lasted for a good few minutes when she finally managed to break free. The girl made it just enough on shore and blacked out. When in a few minutes she regained conscience, everything around was calm and peaceful like nothing ever happened. A moon walk was shining over the perfectly still water and the girl started to think that it was nothing more then a bad dream. Relieved Natasha sat up, looked down and the very next second a bloodcurdling scream broke over the lake. It was not a dream. The persistent stalk that had managed to get into her vagina was still there. But that wasn’t the most terrifying thing. Coiled tightly around her left thigh it was making movements that left not doubt about his intents. The stalk was raping her! It was the scariest moment of her life but same time the situation was so unusual that she felt like the fear yields to a complex yet unknown emotion. It was an unstable mixture of fear, curiosity and pleasure. With interest and growing excitement she was watching its movements. Everything was fucking real. The stalk started to move faster driving itself deeper and deeper in her wet and red-hot pussy. It was the strangest act of love in the world but the woman was totally enjoying it. She was moaning and screaming, her mouth was wide open, the nipples were firm, the whole body was shaking and tears were coming down over her cheeks. She totally lost control. The stalk was tireless. This incredibly sweet torture lasted for hours and during that time Natasha had been conscious absorbing pain and pleasure even though the attack on her senses was way beyond human capacity. Probably it was almost the morning when the exhausted girl finally passed out.

Natasha woke up late when the hot sun was shining bright in the sky above. She sat up and glanced down. The stalk was still in there, but it seemed to be lifeless now. Natasha slowly took it out and found that the plant was absolutely dry inside but on the surface there were traces of a sticky white liquid. The breath taking conjecture was immediately confirmed by plunging a finger into the pussy — the stalk had ejaculated. There was lots of that liquid inside her so it had been not enough time for it to dry out completely. Natasha took a sample and studied it. The scent was different from real sperm. It was a saturated mix of tropical fruits with some subtle shades. She cautiously liked it with top of the tongue. The taste was as nice as the scent. Same moment as she licked it her head begun to spin and then an extreme weakness swept over her body. She made a few convulsive attempts to breath and lost consciousness.

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No! a Spartan maid could not be chaste...

No! a Spartan maid could not be chaste, e’en if she would, who leaves her home and bares her limbs and lets her robe float free, to share with youths their races and their sports,-customs I cannot away with. Is it any wonder then that ye fail to educate your women in virtue? (Andromache By Euripides, Translated by E. P. Coleridge)

In ancient Greece not only men took part in athletic competitions. If we consider women’s competitions, there can be no doubts in priority of Sparta. The famous painting Young Spartans exercising by Edgar Degas (see one of my previous posts) is a good illustration. Sarah B. Pomeroy writes in Spartan women that women competed at the Heraea games dedicated to the goddess Hera in Elis that likely became pan-Hellenic games, though on a smaller scale than the men’s events at Olympia.

The women’s race at the Heraea in Elis was the most prestigious, the equivalent for women of the Olympic competitions held for men.

The author mentions that if the Heraea were pan-Hellenic, only girls who lived fairly close by would have participated. The reason was Greek gender policy.

In view of the tendency at Athens, for example, to seclude and protect young girls and to keep their names out of the public eye, it is unlikely that Athenian maidens would have been brought to race at Elis. At Athens (and probably elsewhere in Greece), girls were devalued, and the expenses involved in traveling were considerable.

The Spartan girls dominated in Elis in the archaic period, and it is likely that the games were established along Spartan principles and that the majority of competitors and victors were Spartan. In fact, Spartan women scandalized other Greeks with how outspoken and free they were. Like their brothers, Spartan girls were expected or required to attend the public school. At school they were allowed and encouraged to engage in sports.

The author of Spartan women considers nudity as a costume for sports and writes that Spartan women regularly exercised completely nude. Mature women and pregnant women exercised. Even older women exercised nude. As male athletes had discovered, light clothing or none at all is best for racing.

Plato wrote in Republic:

Yes, and the most ridiculous thing of all will be the sight of women naked in the palaestra, exercising with the men, especially when they are no longer young

On the contrary, the Roman poet Sextus Propertius (The Elegies, Book III.14:1-34 The Spartan Girls) was impressed by the Spartan girls

I admire many of the rules of your training, Sparta, but most of all the great blessings derived from the girls’ gymnasia, where a girl can exercise her body, naked, without blame, among wrestling men, when the swift-thrown ball eludes the grasp, and the curved rod sounds against the ring, and the woman is left panting at the furthest goal, and suffers bruises in the hard wrestling.

Sparta was in many aspects unpleasant society (it is even compared with a communist state, but it is, of course, inappropriate to use modern terms to describe antiquity), but if Spartan attitude towards athletics survived to our times, the modern academic athletics might look different.

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Le Pink Lingerie Campaign Update

Just an update on the Le Pink Lingerie Campaign.  I see it is up on Le Pink’s website.  Here are 3 screen shots.  There are a few more up in a Autumn/Winter 2010 Preview section.  I just got the catalog in the mail, so I might try my hand at photographing the catalog itself this week for posting.

More to come!

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Bathing in B&W

Recently I had a chance to do a boudoir photography shoot where we had access to a bathtub.  A tub with bubbles gives a photographer a chance to have some fun.

This shot was originally planned to be a traditional color photograph, but every once in a while I will try alternative treatments on an image to see where it can go.  In this case I found B&W to be  very effective.   Both me and the Monique liked the B&W treatment over the color version.

Even though I always have the final photograph in mind when I click the shutter, I find having an open mind during processing opens the door to some interesting alternatives.

Monique said she liked how much more sexy the B&W version looked.

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