Nude and loving it

Its thanksgiving day as I write this.  My house is a wreck and a girl has told me that I suck and she doesn’t want to see me ever again. For some reason I start having cruddy luck around the holidays. However bad luck does have a couple of benefits. It gets me in a serious introspective mood to examine what exactly i’m doing right and wrong.

So what exactly am I doing right? Well I thought about it and I think i’ve finally got the knack of not setting the fire alarm off when I cook.

So what else? Well I guess i’ll have to take some advice from Bill Burr. Lie to myself about getting a six pack, go on OkCupid and meet boring women who i’ll pretend to have something in common with.

Have you had enough with my whining and complaining? Ok good, because i’d like to discuss this semi nude shoot I did. When I see nude work done by photographers i’m not really a fan. They either have the models splayed out like some hustler model or the model looks like she’s about to be executed.

Our model for this entry is Vón Feréve, and yes you’ve seen her on Oni Studio before.  She is an awesome model, shows up on time and requires very little direction. that last part is my favorite as I like to focus on the technical aspects of the shoot. So how do you go from regular portraits to steamy nude images without coming off as a pervo?

Truth is I have no idea. However I do have a couple of principles I shoot by. First, don’t come across as to eager to shoot nude. When I contact a model for a shoot I don’t immediately ask for it. Put yourself in the models shoes. They probably get multiple request for nude photography a day. Try and set yourself apart.

Finally, make sure you dump all the bodies and clean up before they arrive. No one likes taking their clothes off in a dirty house, so get your shit together.

The truth is that I have writers block like you wouldn’t believe. Usually I sit in front of the computer, clear my mind and a story appears. It doesn’t seem to be working today. Ok…clear my mind..type the first things you think about: Sepultura, Brazil, Laxatives, lesbians. I really don’t see this working today.

I guess i’ll just have to let the images speak for themselves. Von is my favorite model when it comes to all the props I have. I always search through my huge collection of weird shit and get it into her hands.  I used to get yelled at for using props. Looking back I can understand why. I had this collection of horror dolls and used to have the models hold them along with a bottle of mustard. Having trouble understanding? Don’t worry i’ve had enough Vodka and pickles to kill an entire elementary school.

There comes a time, thief, when the jewels cease to sparkle, when the gold loses its luster, when the throne room becomes a prison, and all that is left is to watch Conan until you have memorized the entire script.

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Boudoir Blog Peruvian Style

Lets call her Haydee. She asked me not to use her real name as she had enemies. That was fine with me, unlike the majority of the population I appreciate a girl with a little drama. It adds to the danger and makes things a bit more interesting.

I met her on Model Mayhem and after a few emails she agreed to meet up to talk about the boudoir shoot. We actually met twice. If you’ve shot with me before you know I always ask a model to call me before they arrive. When she called me I was surprised to hear a thick accent that i could not readily identify.  When I finally got down to her car I asked her about her accent and she told me she was from Peru.  We went up and spent about an hour talking about the shoot. We scheduled to shoot some steamy boudoir the next day and I was psyched!

Haydee showed up the next day ready for some serious boudoir shooting. We decided on the first outfits and she was ready with her hair and make up about 20 minutes later. If you’re a photographer in the San Diego area you need this girl in your portfolio!

Now not only was Haydee from Peru, but she was originally from a small jungle village. She eventually moved out of the village to Lima, the capital of Peru. Ya I know, you’re not here for a geography lesson.

Haydee was right at home in front of the camera with absolutely no fear.

So what does this bombshell do in her spare time?  She stays busy with hiking, trail running, and tries to work out at least five days a week.

Haydee doesn’t spend all her time out attacking bears on her hikes. She also does Zumba, weight lifting, yoga, and something called “body combat”.

Now personally, when I hear “body combat”, my mind goes straight to the gutter. However Haydee assured me its a legitimate form of exercise.

I took this shot more for my fellow photogra[hers out there to show the light set up I used. This was mainly a two light set up. I know three or four would have been better, (for me at least). But I wanted to show the variety you can get with the two lights. The model is about 4 feet from the backdrop. (Backdrop purchased at Serendipity Backgrounds)  I used an Einstein E640 to light the background and turned it so I could get a little spill on the model for a bit of rim light. The Alienbee key light had a stripbox modifier placed up high to direct the viewers to the models chest, and not her waistline. I know very few models who like attention directed to this area, and I aim to please.

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Sexy Sorceress Supreme

Her code name was Vivian. When I first saw her I thought she was European, but I was wrong. She looked like she just walked off the pages of a Poppy Z. Brite novel. “Gotta Smoke?” she asked. I didn’t, in fact I had quit a year earlier but at that moment I wanted one. She had me on edge.

We walked out of the parking garage and got in the elevator. Our eyes met, she had a sexy cold look like someone out on the street too long. The doors open and we walked into my place.  “Lets get something straight right off the bat, i’m not here to fuck with you pal, i’m just here to do the deal. Don’t get any ideas”.

She knew the drill well. I heard her bag hit the floor. She found the bathroom quick and went in like she owned the place. Awhile later she came out. She was stunning. “Want a drink?” I asked. “Vodka, straight” I poured it and handed her the glass. She stared out the window and ran her tongue around the rim. Not for the last time that night I wondered if I had gotten myself in too deep with this one.

I knew very little about her. She gave her name as Vivian. She was a former research analyst at the Zumbrella Corporation, and she had what I was looking for. I had met her through my usual contacts, and she came expensive. I wanted the Z-Virus, but I knew if I play my cards right i’d be a dead man.

She came out and sat on the couch. She turned her eyes a glowing shade of green and began to levitate about 4 inches. I knew this was either a side effect of the Z-virus or she had put some DMT in my drink. “You like what you see?”  I did. The KMFDM was playing on the radio and the temperature went up about 10 degrees.

She floated slowly back on the couch, her eyes returning to normal. “Are you prepared to make the transfer?” I looked away and asked her if she had brought the virus. “I am the virus” she replied.

I pulled out my laptop and made the transfer. She confirmed the funds and smiled.

“Are you ready?” She asked.  “Just give me a minute”, the change was permanent and I wanted my last act as a human to be meaningful.

Sadly though I could think of nothing I wanted to do. In a way I had shut myself off and left the human race along time ago

She got up and came over to me. One of her nails became a talon and she sliced just below her collarbone. Her blood was bright purple and tasted like iron mixed with bad wine.

Her blood hit the back of my throat like acid. It was all I could do to not throw up. I drank more still, I wanted my monies worth. When the pain became more than I could bear I collapsed on the floor. Time had ceased flow in a forward direction. I could feel the individual atoms of myself and every object in the room vibrating. Reality seemed to be opening into that other realm where only the Event Horizon had gone before. I heard a faint voice began to mutter in latin “libera te ex infernis”

To be continued…

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Rockabilly Glamour Girl

Ever heard of Rockabilly? If you haven’t let me explain. Rockabilly is a form of demonic possession. This is the story of Michele, the rockabilly glamour girl.

Michele called me from her phone. She said they were after her and had no place to go. I went down to get her. I had no idea what she was talking about and had never met her in person. I showed her where to park and she quickly got out and grabbed her suitcase. “lets go, they’ll find me if I stay here to long.” We quickly got in the elevator and on up to my apartment.

We got inside and she sat down and began to cry. “um lady, what is wrong with you?”  Turns out none of this really happened. I was just imagining it all, and I really need to lay off the meds. Michele is really a model I met from Model Mayhem, and not a fugitive running from a homicidal cult. Still, I reserve the right to change my view of reality. Michele surprised me right off the bat by stating her ethnicity was Native American. Since I never get the opportunity to meet many Native Americans I was obviously delighted.

Her great grandmother, who was a cherokee, was presented as a gift to the Hopi tribe. Judging by Micheles appearance I would say someone from the Hopi’s was very happy that day! After she finally got her lipstick on we were ready to shoot. Turns out Michele loves to sing and perform in front of the camera. Damnit Michele I am trying to get some sexy images here, this isnt broadway!

Why was Michele singing and throwing shoes out my window at old ladies? “Well I used to be the lead singer in a band” No shit? It was called The Skamakazis, and I have no idea if I spelled that right. She described them as an “Old No Doubt”.  Personally i’d like nothing better than publicly beheading Gwen Stefani. So I pretended she said she was the lead singer of Dimmu Borgir. Awesome, Michele is the lead singer of Dimmu Borgir, and is also an astronaut!

So what does Michele do when she’s not being a sexy model and singer? She says one of her biggest passions in life is cooking and Cadillacs. Michele was in culinary school but opted to go the more direct route and seek her fortune in the work force.  She went on to describe in great detail the cocktail parties with all this fancy food and drinks she would make. “I am the happiest when i’m serving drinks and hors d’oeuvres” said Michele as she threw yet another one of my shoes down on an unsuspecting old lady.

Michele then started talking about Cadillacs. On Sunday mornings she goes to the mall and starts to roll about on the hoods of unoccupied Cadillacs. When the owner returns she hisses at them like a cat then runs off to find another. “My dad was a mechanic you see, and I think that fueled my fascination with cars and car shows in general” said Michele as she drank her coffee and scanned the parking lot. Michele please don’t go lounging on my neighbors car! On a side note, if you ladies like Micheles dress you can get your own here in San Diego at Temptress Fashion!

When it was all said and done I had a phenomenal shoot with Michele. I lost quite a few shoes but gained a cool new shoot buddy. She put on her headphones with the Horrorpops blasting and was out the door.

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