Wednesday, March 7, 2012
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Saturday, February 25, 2012
Friday, February 24, 2012
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Stripper dreams...
I had the weirdest dream this morning.....
My son was already up and doing his chores when I had this dream, and was making a fair amount of noise moving around the house. All the noises invaded my dream.
So this is the dream:
There is a customer, and he comes to my house. My son lets him in and brings him upstairs to the bedroom. I am still asleep. My son is saying, "Mom, Mom, wake up. This guy wants a dance!"
Whoa! Really? A guy came all the way to my house at this hour and wants a dance?
I put the customer in a chair, and excuse myself to go get cleaned up.
In real life, I can hear my son moving around in the next room.
In my dream,my son is calling Mom! I need help! and I tell the customer, Can you hold on for just a minute? I need to go help my kid with something. I go to take care of his issue. I come back to my customer, who is still sitting in the easy chair in my bedroom, and apologize for making him wait. I get ready to start the dance.
In real life, I can hear one of our chickens, who has been sick and hanging out in a spare bedroom while she gets better, making a bunch of noise.
In the dream, I hear the chicken making noise in the next room. Oh that chicken! I have to go see what's wrong with her, I tell my very patient customer. I'll be right back, promise! And off I go. I return and try to start the dance.
Outside my window, the neighbor's dog begins to bark.
I better go see what's wrong outside, I tell my customer. Please, please wait for me....I'll be right back. I go, and come back, and try to start the dance.
So you see where this is going, right? Every time I am ready to start a dance, someone turns on a radio, a cat meows, the roosters start hollering, a loud truck roars down the state road in front of my house . . . . With every new noise, I have to excuse myself, go see what is happening, and come back to the customer, who is still waiting for his dance. Every time I return, I have to apologize more profusely. Then I am again prevented from starting the dance by yet another bizarre interruption.
In the end, I never did get to do the dance. My very real, very loud upstairs telephone started ringing. That burst my sleep bubble, sure! I woke up feeling tired and frustrated, with a nagging sense of not being able to get anything accomplished.
My son was already up and doing his chores when I had this dream, and was making a fair amount of noise moving around the house. All the noises invaded my dream.
So this is the dream:
There is a customer, and he comes to my house. My son lets him in and brings him upstairs to the bedroom. I am still asleep. My son is saying, "Mom, Mom, wake up. This guy wants a dance!"
Whoa! Really? A guy came all the way to my house at this hour and wants a dance?
I put the customer in a chair, and excuse myself to go get cleaned up.
In real life, I can hear my son moving around in the next room.
In my dream,my son is calling Mom! I need help! and I tell the customer, Can you hold on for just a minute? I need to go help my kid with something. I go to take care of his issue. I come back to my customer, who is still sitting in the easy chair in my bedroom, and apologize for making him wait. I get ready to start the dance.
In real life, I can hear one of our chickens, who has been sick and hanging out in a spare bedroom while she gets better, making a bunch of noise.
In the dream, I hear the chicken making noise in the next room. Oh that chicken! I have to go see what's wrong with her, I tell my very patient customer. I'll be right back, promise! And off I go. I return and try to start the dance.
Outside my window, the neighbor's dog begins to bark.
I better go see what's wrong outside, I tell my customer. Please, please wait for me....I'll be right back. I go, and come back, and try to start the dance.
So you see where this is going, right? Every time I am ready to start a dance, someone turns on a radio, a cat meows, the roosters start hollering, a loud truck roars down the state road in front of my house . . . . With every new noise, I have to excuse myself, go see what is happening, and come back to the customer, who is still waiting for his dance. Every time I return, I have to apologize more profusely. Then I am again prevented from starting the dance by yet another bizarre interruption.
In the end, I never did get to do the dance. My very real, very loud upstairs telephone started ringing. That burst my sleep bubble, sure! I woke up feeling tired and frustrated, with a nagging sense of not being able to get anything accomplished.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Pardon a little dust!
I'm working on a points loyalty program and a members-only section. Things might look a little funky and out-of-order while I'm getting it right. Please be patient. In the meantime, here is a fun construction picture for you to see:
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First-Ever giveaway!
Oh, I'm so excited! I finally got to sit down and put this all together, so now I can offer it to you, my wonderful fans. Here is my first-ever give-away.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Awesome new photog!
Days like today, I love modeling. I worked with a new photographer Jeff (from White Canvas). He was really a dream to work with.
My basic theory of the model/photographer relationship is that we are both artists---a couple of artists collaborating to make some exciting images. Each brings his or her own talents and skills to the shoot. Neither party should be "in charge" of or dictating the shoot. Rather, we should feed off each other's energy and ideas to create pictures that are far better than either one could come up with alone.
I pay for my pictures exclusively through the time-honored barter arrangement TFP--Time For Pictures. Therefore, I consider my time and my photographer's time to be of equal value. I also consider our needs to have equal weight and our opinions to be of equal value.
Lately I have been coming up with a lot of dud photographers, all who want to shoot me posed, without props, on a plain background. They never seem to have any new ideas, just tell me "Oh, anything you want to do is fine...."
Unfortunately, I am out of new ideas. I've been a bit burnt out lately, to say the least. I dunno....blank backdrops just don't speak to me, yanno...?
Ah, but today's guy was different. Jeff was funny, creative, and full of suggestions and ideas. He knew how to help me pose, but trusted me to find my own poses, too. He used my ideas, and had his own ideas, as well. He was very considerate of my needs and comfort, trying always to make sure I was warm enough and didn't have to hold an uncomfortable pose for too long.
Technically, he is a wizard with lighting and camera angles. He had a couple of nifty clip lights that he could put just anywhere. He was constantly moving them to get the best effect. He was also great about changing camera angles and getting a variety of poses, but not so many I was repeating poses I know I had done before.
Needless to say, this guy Jeff rocks! I can't wait to show you the pictures!
My basic theory of the model/photographer relationship is that we are both artists---a couple of artists collaborating to make some exciting images. Each brings his or her own talents and skills to the shoot. Neither party should be "in charge" of or dictating the shoot. Rather, we should feed off each other's energy and ideas to create pictures that are far better than either one could come up with alone.
I pay for my pictures exclusively through the time-honored barter arrangement TFP--Time For Pictures. Therefore, I consider my time and my photographer's time to be of equal value. I also consider our needs to have equal weight and our opinions to be of equal value.
Lately I have been coming up with a lot of dud photographers, all who want to shoot me posed, without props, on a plain background. They never seem to have any new ideas, just tell me "Oh, anything you want to do is fine...."
Unfortunately, I am out of new ideas. I've been a bit burnt out lately, to say the least. I dunno....blank backdrops just don't speak to me, yanno...?
Ah, but today's guy was different. Jeff was funny, creative, and full of suggestions and ideas. He knew how to help me pose, but trusted me to find my own poses, too. He used my ideas, and had his own ideas, as well. He was very considerate of my needs and comfort, trying always to make sure I was warm enough and didn't have to hold an uncomfortable pose for too long.
Technically, he is a wizard with lighting and camera angles. He had a couple of nifty clip lights that he could put just anywhere. He was constantly moving them to get the best effect. He was also great about changing camera angles and getting a variety of poses, but not so many I was repeating poses I know I had done before.
Needless to say, this guy Jeff rocks! I can't wait to show you the pictures!
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Friday, January 13, 2012
Thinking about new directions
Funny thing about snowy nights when I don't go to work . . . I start thinking about what I would like to do with my website. Sitting around watching the cars crawl down the state road and trying to convince myself I really did the right thing by staying home, I get irritated. I feel like I should be doing something.
Doing Something usually results in tearing up my website and starting over, or spending several snowbound days researching huge and time-consuming projects that I will never have time to start. This time I am considering hiring someone to retouch some of my pictures and having them made into things--postcards, mugs, calenders, etc. At least my husband will have fun with them!
This year's plans also include a shop for selling my used gym socks, panty hose, and other items.
As for modelling, I am sick to death of photographers who want to shoot me on a blank background, just doing pose after pose. I get bored with my own pictures just editing them! This year, I am looking for photographers who know how to collaborate like my first photog Tony did (I miss you, man!) and also for male and female modelling partners to make things interesting.
Other projects for the new year include continuing to sculpt and perfect my body (it's like all other women's work--never done!) and doing more mainstream modelling.
Happy 2012, y'all!
Doing Something usually results in tearing up my website and starting over, or spending several snowbound days researching huge and time-consuming projects that I will never have time to start. This time I am considering hiring someone to retouch some of my pictures and having them made into things--postcards, mugs, calenders, etc. At least my husband will have fun with them!
This year's plans also include a shop for selling my used gym socks, panty hose, and other items.
As for modelling, I am sick to death of photographers who want to shoot me on a blank background, just doing pose after pose. I get bored with my own pictures just editing them! This year, I am looking for photographers who know how to collaborate like my first photog Tony did (I miss you, man!) and also for male and female modelling partners to make things interesting.
Other projects for the new year include continuing to sculpt and perfect my body (it's like all other women's work--never done!) and doing more mainstream modelling.
Happy 2012, y'all!
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
An interesting surprise....
The best thing about my job is. . . . you never know what will happen.
Today I got a visit form an old friend. He isn't just an old friend . . . he's my old boyfriend.
Not just any old boyfriend . . . my second ever boyfriend.
Not just my second boyfriend . . . my first affair . . . my first lover . . . .
And a huge formative influence in my life.
I met this man when I was all of 18. He is 10 years my senior. At the time I had known only one boyfriend, whom I was engaged to marry, and had experienced only the kind of sex two high school virgins can have.
This is the man who introduced me to coffee . . . alcohol . . . chocolate truffles (some of the greatest pleasures of my life) . . . . not to mention, cunnilingus.
Seriously, folks. This is the first man with whom I experienced grown-up sex. He had the pleasure of taking an 18-year-old almost-virgin and showing me that sex can be fun, exciting, playful . . . and not necessarily entwined with love.
At the time I thought he was the smartest man I'd ever met, and that may still be the truth. It was he, not my parents, who took me to see the Liberty Bell and the Statue of Liberty. He spent years, on and off, showing me glimpses of a world outside the rural small town where I lived. He thought I was smart and beautiful and, because he believed it, sometimes I did, too.
Eventually I joined the Army, in part because he had, and eventually we lost touch . . . . Eventually he found me again.
I think it was 2 years ago, he found me on Facebook. We had drinks. He asked if he could come see me at work. I refused. He came anyway one day and I humiliated him in front of God-n-everybody. Regardless, we still have drinks sometimes.
So he showed up again today. Granted, I had told him it was OK for him to come, and i had promised not to yell at him again. But I had no idea he was actually going to come.
And, yeah, I danced for him. Was it strange? A little, but only if I thought about it. Mostly it was wonderful. I loved dancing for this man. It was incredible, being able to share this aspect of myself with someone who placed much of the foundation. I felt proud of what I had made of myself, from what he had given me. I felt sexy and beautiful and elegant and strong. I felt amazing.
So look, my friend, see what you did, what you gave me. See what I became. Be proud of me. Be proud of us.
Today I got a visit form an old friend. He isn't just an old friend . . . he's my old boyfriend.
Not just any old boyfriend . . . my second ever boyfriend.
Not just my second boyfriend . . . my first affair . . . my first lover . . . .
And a huge formative influence in my life.
I met this man when I was all of 18. He is 10 years my senior. At the time I had known only one boyfriend, whom I was engaged to marry, and had experienced only the kind of sex two high school virgins can have.
This is the man who introduced me to coffee . . . alcohol . . . chocolate truffles (some of the greatest pleasures of my life) . . . . not to mention, cunnilingus.
Seriously, folks. This is the first man with whom I experienced grown-up sex. He had the pleasure of taking an 18-year-old almost-virgin and showing me that sex can be fun, exciting, playful . . . and not necessarily entwined with love.
At the time I thought he was the smartest man I'd ever met, and that may still be the truth. It was he, not my parents, who took me to see the Liberty Bell and the Statue of Liberty. He spent years, on and off, showing me glimpses of a world outside the rural small town where I lived. He thought I was smart and beautiful and, because he believed it, sometimes I did, too.
Eventually I joined the Army, in part because he had, and eventually we lost touch . . . . Eventually he found me again.
I think it was 2 years ago, he found me on Facebook. We had drinks. He asked if he could come see me at work. I refused. He came anyway one day and I humiliated him in front of God-n-everybody. Regardless, we still have drinks sometimes.
So he showed up again today. Granted, I had told him it was OK for him to come, and i had promised not to yell at him again. But I had no idea he was actually going to come.
And, yeah, I danced for him. Was it strange? A little, but only if I thought about it. Mostly it was wonderful. I loved dancing for this man. It was incredible, being able to share this aspect of myself with someone who placed much of the foundation. I felt proud of what I had made of myself, from what he had given me. I felt sexy and beautiful and elegant and strong. I felt amazing.
So look, my friend, see what you did, what you gave me. See what I became. Be proud of me. Be proud of us.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Friday, September 23, 2011
The Photographer Release
This is the release I have to make you sign. Please do not be alarmed by it. I will return the rights to you to publish about 10% of what we do in any given session to edit, manipulate, or publish as you please, so long as you do not use my own images to compete with me or my publisher, Southern Charms. Should you want to use images of me for your portfolio, advertisements, art gallery, Photoshop projects, that is perfectly all right with me. Should you also want exclusive rights to anything we shoot, that is also fine with me. We can work out just about anything.
I have to make you sign this release because I, in my turn, have to sign over digital distribution rights to Southern Charms. While I am not getting rich from SC, they do support my habit and provide an audience for me. In return, I have to provide them with exclusive content. Of course, I cannot give them rights to the pictures if I do not have rights to them myself. That is where the release comes in.
Release of All Rights
__________________________________ hereafter referred to as the Photographer, hereby declares that he is the creator and legal owner of all images/videos included
under this agreement, and acknowledges payment in the amount indicated below as compensation in full for all Rights, ownership, and any other claims to these
images/videos.
Concurrently, the Photographer grants same to the undersigned Model,
___________________________________, hereafter referred to as the Model, and declares that he retains no further ownership or copyright whatsover in the
images/videos, and that the Model shall enjoy the same Rights of ownership as the creator of the images/videos, with all legal Rights to act in that capacity.
The Photographer agrees that he will not retain the originals, copies of any kind, in either digital or traditional manner, and that he will divulge neither the existence nor any details of the content included in these images to anyone without the express written consent of the Model.
In the event that multiple models are depicted in the images/videos included under this release, each Model hereby understands and agrees that this release expressly
grants each model the same Rights severally and independent of all others. It is agreed by all parties that no model shall have the authority or right to limit the use of
images/videos by any other Model(s) covered under this release.
This transfer of ownership and copyright does not include any other releases which may be required by law for their use, including, but not limited to, releases of other Models or Property depicted in the images/videos, and specifically excludes copyRights held by others, such as logos, titles, names, etc.
Amount Paid $ ____________ Date __________________
Typically I will compensate you with return rights to 10% of the images we produce, to edit, alter, publish, or distribute as you please, so long as they do not appear on any pornographic site or any site that competes with Southern Charms in any way.
______________________________________________
______________________
Photographer Date
File #s covered by this agreement were taken on __________
and are specified as # __________ thru #_________.
Addendums
If initialed by the Photographer, the following stipulations are understood and agreed to
by all parties.
_________ This agreement covers all images/videos taken by the Photographer depicting the Model and/or others prior to the date below.
I have to make you sign this release because I, in my turn, have to sign over digital distribution rights to Southern Charms. While I am not getting rich from SC, they do support my habit and provide an audience for me. In return, I have to provide them with exclusive content. Of course, I cannot give them rights to the pictures if I do not have rights to them myself. That is where the release comes in.
Release of All Rights
__________________________________ hereafter referred to as the Photographer, hereby declares that he is the creator and legal owner of all images/videos included
under this agreement, and acknowledges payment in the amount indicated below as compensation in full for all Rights, ownership, and any other claims to these
images/videos.
Concurrently, the Photographer grants same to the undersigned Model,
___________________________________, hereafter referred to as the Model, and declares that he retains no further ownership or copyright whatsover in the
images/videos, and that the Model shall enjoy the same Rights of ownership as the creator of the images/videos, with all legal Rights to act in that capacity.
The Photographer agrees that he will not retain the originals, copies of any kind, in either digital or traditional manner, and that he will divulge neither the existence nor any details of the content included in these images to anyone without the express written consent of the Model.
In the event that multiple models are depicted in the images/videos included under this release, each Model hereby understands and agrees that this release expressly
grants each model the same Rights severally and independent of all others. It is agreed by all parties that no model shall have the authority or right to limit the use of
images/videos by any other Model(s) covered under this release.
This transfer of ownership and copyright does not include any other releases which may be required by law for their use, including, but not limited to, releases of other Models or Property depicted in the images/videos, and specifically excludes copyRights held by others, such as logos, titles, names, etc.
Amount Paid $ ____________ Date __________________
Typically I will compensate you with return rights to 10% of the images we produce, to edit, alter, publish, or distribute as you please, so long as they do not appear on any pornographic site or any site that competes with Southern Charms in any way.
______________________________________________
______________________
Photographer Date
File #s covered by this agreement were taken on __________
and are specified as # __________ thru #_________.
Addendums
If initialed by the Photographer, the following stipulations are understood and agreed to
by all parties.
_________ This agreement covers all images/videos taken by the Photographer depicting the Model and/or others prior to the date below.
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