Archive for April, 2012
I found this photo yesterday on a Tumblr blog and I fell in love with it. The piece, at least according to the original post, is called, Unit of Two.
I’m not sure if Echoman2000 is the photographer, so I can’t provide a proper photo credit for this one.
These are from a series called, Mechanic. You can check out the whole series on Vir Impudicus.
I’ve seen a couple of blogs reporting that these images are of Kellan Lutz from a recent photo shoot.
I want to see Kellan Lutz’s balls as much as anyone else, but I don’t for one second believe this is him.
For one thing, if an actor as prominent as Kellan was going to do a photo shoot like this, there would be more than two photos in the set. And celebrities don’t hide their faces during photo shoots. During provocative shoots, they hide it even less (otherwise, what’s the fucking point?).
But then there’s the photos, themselves. Look at any other photo of Kellan Lutz on the Internet and it’s pretty obvious that he’s not as hairy as this guy — not his chest, not his legs. Upon closer inspection, I don’t even think the musculature matches.
So, not Kellan. But they’re nice photos, all the same.
The real question: Does anyone know who this model really is?
I showed you Matt, my newest model, earlier this week, posing for my Gods series. Now, here are some more of the shots we took for his modeling gallery.
You can see more of Matt’s photos on my primary website, under the gallery, Models: Men.
I’m very happy with the results from this shoot. Matt didn’t think he had what it takes to model for me. I’m honored to have proven him wrong, and he loves the photos. That makes me happy.
It’s been a long time since I saw a photo series that really inspired me. But photographer Joan Cristol captured two Spanish dancers, Julian Gómez and Alberto Giraldo, in an exclusive set for the blog, Homotography.
And the series is perfectly stunning.
See more from the series on Homotography. I’ve just posted my favorites.
Back to the things I like to post about, here is my newest model, Matt, for my Gods series. Note that these images are not safe for work.
Matt came to the studio two weekends ago, and he was delightful and charming and I love the photos we captured. I hope to see him again.
There is one more photo of Matt in my Gods series, which you can see by visiting Vir Impudicus.
I had one of my best models (Scott) in town from Palm Springs this weekend. He arrived on Saturday and we spent most of Sunday shooting. Scott takes his pre-photo shoot diet very seriously — what that means is that I guess that he hadn’t eaten much for a few days before flying out here. And so the second I said that we got what we needed and the shoot was over, Scott smiled at me and asked if we could go get food.
We took him to one of our favorite restaurants, one of the best places downtown — I wanted to show Scott that Indiana has a few cosmopolitan places, after all.
Jay and Scott walked in to the restaurant first, and I came in about 30 seconds later. We went to our table, which was next to a table of about seven gay men. And while I didn’t know any of them, as soon as I sat down, Scott nudged me and pointed at the other table. And we watched them pass around a phone with my website pulled up on it — specifically, Scott’s photos on my website. They passed this phone around and talked about Scott for what felt like about 30 minutes. And while not one person from the other table made any attempt to acknowledge me, or Scott for that matter, they sat there talking about him as if he wasn’t there.
“He looks better without a baseball cap.”
“I think he’s too tan.”
“I thought he’d be taller.”
“I can’t believe how big he is.”
It was SO. Fucking. Tacky.
Scott looked at me. “You really don’t know any of them?”
I shook my head.
And then Scott said, “Do you get this all the time? Are you some kind of celebrity here?”
I laughed. “I don’t know about that, but people know me for my photography.”
“I can’t believe they’re sitting there talking about me like I can’t hear them,” Scott said. “Or they just don’t care.”
“Do you want me to say something to them?” I asked.
“No, I’m a big boy. I can handle it,” Scott laughed. “It’s just a little uncomfortable during dinner. I guess this is what I get for showing my junk on the Internet.”
And the queens kept talking. And passing the phone. And talking. At the end of the meal, someone asked Scott how he liked the place. He said, “I liked the restaurant and the food, but I could do without the gossipy homos.”
And here Jay and I were trying to show him that Indianapolis has an urbane side. So much for that.
Seriously, I kind of hope one day I recognize one of these guys having dinner with his mother. “I bet she was pretty when she was young.” “You’d think if she has a gay son, she’d dress better.” “She looks a little young to be a grandmother.” These are just three of the things I could think of saying (just within earshot).
And personally, I see no difference between that and what these guys did.
But it’s not my job to teach manners to people who are obviously clueless.
And since you suffered through my rant, here’s a preview photo of Scott, one of my favorite models — ever — and someone that I’m very happy to be developing a friendship with.
I’m glad he came to work with me, despite what some of the Indianapolis gay community showed him. At least I had two of my friends with us for dinner, so I don’t think Scott left thinking that we’re all socially awkward and impolite.
I’ve been following Ben Godfre’s modeling career since 2008, when he was about 20 and I first saw this photo.
Now, in 2012, he is more popular than ever, and he looks like this (he’s also gotten a lot more uninhibited about what he’ll show).
I recently sent him an email, because I’d love to convince him to work with me the next time I’m in California. He’s the one model that I’d be just thrilled to work with right now.
This video of Ben conversing with the blogger The Accidental Bear in a bathtub only makes me want to meet him more. Aside from being a great model, he seems like a fun and genuine person, too.
My friend Victor wanted to pose for my Drifters + Wanderers series.
And while we were at it, we shot a couple of photos for my Erotica series (one not safe for work photo after the jump).