It’s All About the Angle

I have posted many selfies. But I haven’t really used a selfie stick much. A while ago I bought my first selfie stick but I struggle with getting angles and perspective right. On Saturday night I came home from a vanilla party. I had consumed some alcohol and decided to muck around with the selfie stick. Mr Jones was not a huge fan of this shot but there was something about it that I really liked.

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Sinful Sunday – Reflections

It has been some time since I posted in Sinful Sunday. While we were sailing Mr Jones and I had a lot of fun creating images to share. Plenty of time to plan and edit combined with an endless supply of amazing scenery meant that there were plenty of opportunities to create images.

On a recent weekend away at a friend’s Air BnB I noticed the play of light as I was getting ready for the day. For the first time in a while I was inspired. This image is mostly unedited.

For the record this image was taken after some serious sinning on a Sunday morning. I love my lifestyle.

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Paperbark Dreaming

I was struggling a little to find or create an image for this week’s Sinful Sunday. I think in my dicking around I may have missed the deadline!!!

During a walk today Mr Jones came across some beautiful paperbarks that were leaning at just the right angle over the Barron River. We checked for any unsuspecting members of the public. With no one coming I stripped and assumed the position while Mr Jones snapped away. Thank goodness there were no ants!!

Even though I missed the deadline to submit my link please click the lips and check out the other entries who were better organised.

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TMI Tuesday – Life Questions

Image by Gino Crescoli from Pixabay

1. Do you typically wake up feeling optimistic?

Most days, yes. I would not say that I am a particularly negative person. I do tend to stress about possible problems (even if they are highly unlikely) but as a rule I make a strong conscious effort to be a positive person.

2. Do you pursue your passions?

Physical passions yes. My sex life is one of the very few areas in my life that I am truly myself and don’t worry a lot about what other people think about me. Consequently I am very comfortable with pursuing activities and people who interest me.

3. If your life was affected by covid19 lockdowns/restrictions how have you pursued your passions during the pandemic?

I have spoken here quite a bit about the very minimal impact that Covid-19 had on life in general in Australia. Watching the impact on other people’s lives in other parts of the world has made me extremely grateful for this.

4. Is there a conversation you need to have with someone but you have avoided? Tell us the basic subject and your relationship to the person.

Nothing springs to mind right now. There probably is something. But I haven’t really had to deal with people in the real world for over six weeks now and things have not fallen apart so I guess it can wait.

5. Fill in the blank. When my partner is around I feel _____ .

I have spent the last six weeks on a boat with Mr Jones. Sure we have left the boat and gone ashore almost every day but I can put my hand on my heart and say that I have not been more than 100m away from him for six weeks 24/7. There have been days, not many but some, when we haven’t had a face to face conversation with anyone else.

Given all that I think for me the statement should read;

When my partner is NOT around I am going to feel, a little bit weird.

Bonus:  Are you living in reality or a fabricated fantasy?

Currently my reality resembles many people’s fantasies.

When you are the only people on the entire island and there is a nice warm rock to lie on

Usually I am a realist. I don’t like to pretend that things are different than they are or that something is not going to happen the way it obviously will. When I am at work I am a high school teacher. Living in a fantasy world would end badly for me.

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Popping Our Sinful Sunday Cherry

I have not really pursued erotic photography in the time I have been blogging. Whilst I visit and appreciate Sinful Sunday I have not really participated before.

During the first week of our sailing voyage I posted a photo I took on the deck with some spectacular scenery in the background. For some reason the Twitterverse liked it. Mr Jones became interested in creating more images and here we are. This image is our first entry in Sinful Sunday. I am hoping that we will make many more in the coming months.

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You Can’t Show That!

I was once teaching a year 9 (about 14 – 15-year-old) Religion Class. It may surprise you to know I am actually fully qualified to teach this subject which, at our school, is an academically oriented subject. So, I was teaching this class, we were doing a unit about the Reformation which involved a look at how art was largely controlled by the Church until the Renaissance which in some ways triggered the Reformation. I showed this painting as an example of Church influenced art to which a girl called out “You can’t show that it is pornography!” Her reason for thinking it was pornographic; Adam’s penis is visible.

It triggered an interesting discussion, punctuated by the ridiculous behaviour of a bunch of 14 – 15-year-olds who can’t really cope with an open and frank discussion about sex in any setting, let alone a classroom.  I was intrigued by the attitude of my student that nudity = porn. The discussion focussed on the idea that nudity is not always sexual in nature. This painting is an example of this. Man is in fact created naked, clothing is a human contrivance with multiple purposes ranging from, comfort to control.

I can understand why these teenagers think nudity is purely sexual. Many of them grow up being told to cover up so that their nudity is not displayed. The reason for not displaying nudity is purely sexual and related to the ridiculous idea of keeping girls virginal. As teenagers girls display their bodies in suggestive ways to entice boys. This display is often a rebellion against their parents urging them to cover up as younger children.

It was difficult for me to make my point in this class. I was not prepared for this discussion and I was painfully aware of my situation. I teach in a Catholic school; I was in a religion classroom. The topics on my syllabus didn’t even remotely link to explanations about the difference between displaying the human form as art and using nudity for sexual arousal and gratification. And here I was trying to explain this idea using language that was unemotional and formal. In addition, as I was navigating this incredibly awkward situation in a way that would not result in me getting grilled by my principal, I found myself asking the question. Where does art end and porn start? defines porn as “sexually explicit videos, photographs, writings or the like, produced to elicit sexual arousal.”

I have read enough to know that many things can elicit sexual arousal in one person while seeming to be completely unsexual to another. In our modern age something like “The Creation of Adam” seems very tame when compared to some of the advertising we see, or the attire that the characters of the latest superhero movie parade around in. But at the time it was painted? Who knows? Perhaps there are some weirdo priests who sit in the Sistine Chapel after hours and gaze upwards with a massive erection.

I have stated before that porn is not really something I peruse. I like reality. Watching people in the flesh have sex is arousing to me. Much more than contrived encounters depicted in standard porno movies. Watching a woman with ridiculous fake nails pretend to enjoy sex with a well-endowed man doesn’t cut it for me. Real people with real flaws pushing past their boundaries and living in the moment are incredibly stimulating. Men that I find attractive masturbating is also stimulating for me. I love the sound of a man cumming. I had a video I took of a friend while I was sucking his cock that I listened to on repeat for months. The sound of his orgasm never failed to cause a throb in my groin. I had, in the spur of the moment, created my own personal porno that was tailored entirely to me and my likings.

I have a friend who likes to see little videos of me when I am playing. He particularly likes to watch my boobs jiggle but any kind of action is welcomed. This man is a FIFO meaning he spends a lot of time in his tiny room alone with his hand. My images have accompanied many a session I am sure. I guess in a way I am his personal porn star. Which is flattering. He is the only man I share this kind of thing with. He is my own personal porn fan. We have only ever met in real life once and never had sex. But you never know what the future holds. For us the line between porn and reality is very blurred.

Where does art end and porn start? I don’t think there is a definitive point. Where does nudity become porn and not art? I don’t think there is a definitive point for that spectrum either. My take home from that situation was that conversations about sex need to become more normal. We need to be more open about sex with teenagers and children. Nudity needs to be debunked. Being nude because it feels good to walk around as we were created is not dirty or illicit. It is natural and normal and it does not always have to be about sex.

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Sunday Selfie

About a week  ago a Facebook colleague posted a meme about duck face selfies that teenage girls seem addicted to. It was actually quite clever.

I share his frustration. It re-ignited in me the motivation to continue with a hobby I was playing with about a year ago. Trying to make selfies an art form. Or rather taking selfies that took into account some more complex ideas and angles and creating more ‘artsy’ photos instead of just a head with something significant in the background. Or alternatively a bunch of people pulling a face at the camera. 

I shared this image with a twitter friend recently. He was happy with his early morning hello and I was happy with the image. It is a bit grainy but I love the concept.

Enjoy and happy Sunday.