Can you see the man in this photo? He’s there, I promise! When you find him the man in question is @lovelustlondon. He’s easier to find in this shot from our day out last spring.
Incidentally, he’s just starting regularly blogging again after some time away from that and his photos and writing are definitely worth checking. I love this week’s Sinful Sunday (which I can’t comment on O as Blogger always kicks me out!). And you can buy his latest book here.
cabin fever
noun
a state characterized by anxiety, restlessness, and boredom, arising from a prolonged stay in a remote or confined place.
I don’t know about you, but I think spending a prolonged period of time in a confined space with the wonderful Tabitha Rayne would result in anything but boredom. A fever maybe, but definitely not boredom!
I know, I know! It’s just too damn obvious. But I’m an E, he’s an E and his erections photograph so well. All of him photographs so well! After you’ve finished admiring this scene why not check out Exhibit A’s February Photofest too!
This photo continues with my theme for week one of my February Photofest, which is outdoors but with moodier edits than you usually find in my gleeful ‘in the wild’ images.
So, I thought it was about time I show myself on my own February Photofest!
This shot is from mine and @jedihamster100‘s first outdoor adventure, way back in spring 2015 when this blog was just a couple of months old. The first image from that very early morning outing was The Great Exhibitionist. Three years on from starting out on this body positivity adventure I’m a lot more at peace with my tits than I was at the time and actually I now prefer this shot to the rear view I chose back then.
I’m really enjoying playing around with the edits for my outdoor-themed week, pushing the photos far away from my usual colourful natural outdoor shots to a moodier place. What fascinates me about this edit is it really does look like this was shot at night in the glow of the full moon, whereas as you’ll see in the original it was a bright spring morning.
Jedi Hamster, Charlotte Brown (our trusty lookout person on this early morning shoot!) and I have a Saturday in the diary later this month and we have a track record of getting the camera out after a few wines at mine, so with any luck you’ll see more of Jedi’s creativity before Feb Photofest is through!
I enjoyed editing yesterday’s slightly sinister shot of @19syllables so much that I’ve decided my entire week of outside photos will be as dark and moody as possible. It’ll be a change to the usual colourful exuberance of my outdoor shots!
Today I bring you my beautiful friend Maria who is also participating in February Photofest so do check out her photos through the month – they’ll definitely be amazing. But first, take a few moments to enjoy her beautiful breasts in this image. I do hope we didn’t upset whoever is resting under this headstone!
The theme of my February Photofest 2017 was black and white. This year I had grand plans to recreate 28 of the sexiest album covers my friends and I could think of. That idea required far more time than I had at my disposal and up until Tuesday this week I didn’t think I’d be participating at all. But then I made a snap decision to hop on board and now I’m busy working out how I can fill 28 days!
I’m not going to give the whole month a theme this year but I am going to give each week a theme. That was Molly’s suggestion when I saw her at the sex bloggers’ Christmas party so thank you for that!
The theme of week one is an easy one to fill from my archives of unused shots – outdoors! And better still, we kick off with Throwback Thursday so I get to re-edit an old favourite. And that old favourite is October. When I showed @19syllables yesterday her response was “ooh, I’m a wood witch.” I really loved the unedited version of this shot, but right now I think I might love this sinister version even more! What do you think?
Dendrochronology is the method by which you date a tree by analysing its patterns and age rings. It is derived from the Greek word dendron which translates as ‘tree limb’. On Friday I noticed @lovelustlondon tweet that this weekend he adds another age ring to his chronology. As I’d so far only published one shot from our April walk in the park I thought a birthday Sinful Sunday was in order. Happy Birthday!
Here’s the second of the photos from mine and @19syllables’s autumn adventure last week. Words and photo by her, body mine! Anyone who knows me will guess these words made me weepy happy.
A trip in the woods with Exposing40 is a many faceted joy. During the times I’ve been out with her on photography adventures I’ve learned so much. It seems hackneyed but I’ve definitely grown because of it, both for myself, and in my attitude and knowledge of others. The comments that people write on her blog are so positive but sometimes those words make me feel that the pictures don’t tell the whole story. I think they paint a scene of calm and oneness with ourselves and nature. But although there is happiness it’s perhaps not as zen as you might think.
There is so much laughing. Actual hooting. Naked, joyful hooting. Right at the moment we should be super-quiet and inconspicuous. There’s tip-toeing barefoot (bare-arsed) over the spikey beech nuts on the forest floor (“ooh, oww yeesh, gah!”). There’s the moment she asked me (from where she’s lying on the forest floor) how the pictures are looking and I accidentally say she looks “a little bit like roadkill” and we laugh that silent sort of laughing when tears well up in your eyes and you can’t make any noise.
I backtrack: “No, no, not roadkill. Not roadkill at all. Maybe something out of one of those Scandinavian TV thrillers..”
We hold onto our naked sides to as if to stem the laughing from bursting out of us and rethink the shot. There’s forgetting which tree we’ve left our clothes behind. There’s E40 so sweetly reminding me to focus the shots and maybe wear my reading glasses which I’m consistently failing to do because I am having So. Much. Damn. Fun. There’s discovering we’ve lost E40’s knickers, retracing our steps only to find them hanging on a twig, jaunty and triumphant, aloft in the breeze like a standard to nudity, and her whooping through the idyllic dappled shade “Hooray! I found them!”
Afterwards, I’m brimming with a special sort of wellness that can only be achieved through forests and friendships and freedom.
“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.” L.M. Montgomery
@19syllables, by me.
Today my Sinful Sunday is my beautiful friend Honey, a wonderful woman whose remarkable strength I always admire.
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