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Christian – Hands that Hide

Christian - Hands that Hide ©2016
Christian – Hands that Hide ©2016

Hands that Hide

I really didn’t understand until the midway point of my shoot with Christian, but it was to become one of the more profound shoots I experienced in some time. As my alert Gentle Readers will have noted, I photograph a lot of women. Not exclusively, but pretty damn near. Before Christian, it had been over 20 years since I had made any male nude photographs. So I was looking forward to shaking things up a bit.

In fact, that was one of my goals at Zoefest XIII this year. Come back with something unexpected. Come back with, not the usual.

I had a great long talk with Christian the day before we shot. Immediately I could tell we were on the same page, not only in our appreciation for the art we created, but as fellow human travelers. Lots of shared philosophies and beliefs.

Christian and I agreed it might be nice to go back to the cave where I photographed Tara to see what else we could artistically mine in there. I try not to reuse very distinct locations, but I felt what Christian and I would create in there would likely be very different from what Tara and I had done.

We headed out at first light to get to the cave before the tourists were even thinking about their first cup of coffee. I’d be making long exposures on a tripod again in the dim subterranean light. And we’d need more time to work than quickly getting in, shooting, and getting out before being surprised with cave wanderers.

A little back story for a moment. In the late 90s, I spent three truly wonderful years working with a therapist called Charlie. And during that time, he helped me to come up with a way to visualize the idea of my art. My art center. Where it came from, deep inside me. Taking a vague concept and making it something a little more real.

I’d imagine a huge cave-like space. With walls that looked like the roof of your mouth more than anything else. Definitely an organic space. Dark. And in the center of this cavernous room, was small stump-like thing. Almost like a nub. And that was my art core. The center of me. And I could visit this place from time to time.

As long as my art was working, as long as I was creating, as long as I was making art that inspired me, I could manage any challenges in any other areas of my life. Because my art center was thriving.

However, much like the canary in the coal mine, if for whatever reason I wasn’t creating work that moved me, or that I had gone too long between personal art projects, the light in that subterranean space would dim. And it would become very difficult to see my art center in the darkness. If my art wasn’t working, it would be difficult to face whatever else life might be throwing at me during that time. If my art wasn’t working, I would begin to feel broken.

And what I realized halfway through photographing Christian in that Kauai cave, is that I wasn’t making images of Christian as much as I was making images of myself. Of my cavernous art center. My art nub. The truest me that I could express.

Christian was giving me so many pieces of myself through what he was emoting. Things that cycle through the state of who I am from day-to-day. Strength. Focus. Determination. Positivity. But just as often, isolation. Fear. Uncertainty. Doubt. And sometimes the need to hide when I wasn’t feeling at my best. All of these things.

You’ll be seeing examples of these emotions being expressed from other images with Christian in the coming months.

After we finished about an hour and a half of shooting, we packed up and headed back to our temporary ocean-side home, Christian asked me an interesting question.

“What were you thinking about while you were shooting?”

And I had to laugh, because I knew I was going to have to explain my little art nub visualization to him. It does sound a little weird when I say it out loud to people. But as I mentioned before, Christian and I had found ourselves to be on similar artistic frequencies. He found it more interesting than odd. And I think it’s because he also has a similar sensitivity to the world as I do.

I mentioned before that it had been over 20 years since I had done any nude photography with men. And I remember one of the reasons I decided to experiment with it all those years ago was because I wanted to make sure I was photographing nude women for the right reasons. That there was something more to the art than simply having women take off their clothes in front of my camera. And me. That is wasn’t a creepy thing. I couldn’t exactly explain at the time why I found it so important to make art with these generous women. Just that it was.

And I photographed a few men during that time of artistic introspection. The first two were body builders. Certainly powerful masculine figures. But with a tone of aggression that I didn’t feel I had in me. I tried to find the beauty in their form that was perhaps like a panther or some other top-of-the-food-chain animal. But what was missing was the sense of awe that I experienced when I photographed women.

The third man I photographed was an art school friend of a friend. Just a normal guy. And the poses he was giving me, what he was emoting, was 180-degrees away from the body builders. Quieter. Almost vulnerable. Wrapping his arms loosely around himself, as if for protection. This. This was more of something I could relate to. Something I had felt before. And I realized that I was photographing women because they better helped me express something perhaps more prominent in myself than the first two men did. The need to feel wonder. Awe. Getting lost in feminine curves cascading into curves. A sense of empathy and nurturing. Something that is more prominent in the many layers of beauty that a woman possesses. What is profound inspiration to me. That’s the art I wanted to create. And still do.

Yet now with Christian, that same feeling again of a subject channeling something very personal to me, was a very welcome outlier. A surprise discovery and realization.

A few days after the Christian shoot, I was having another conversation with Zoe Wiseman, the namesake of Zoefest. I mentioned that in photographing another man in Christian, it was really the first time in a long time that I could remember feeling like I was photographing myself. Photographing women certainly contains pieces of myself projected along with who they are. But I wouldn’t say when I photograph a woman, it truly feels like I’m photographing myself. Although that’s something I may explore in the future. Food for thought.

“Oh, I always feel like I’m photographing myself when I photograph women,” Zoe quickly responded.


Happily, Christian also lives in California, so the chances of our paths crossing again more art creation are quite good. He certainly helped me create something unexpected. Not the usual.

And as a very good artistic friend of mine said when I gave her a preview of today’s photograph, something raw, honest and inspiring.

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Carlotta Rocky Point

Carlotta Rocky Point ©2016
Carlotta Rocky Point ©2016

Carlotta has the most infectious enthusiasm. About whatever she happens to be doing at the moment. She’s good energy.

Carlotta was tagging along the morning Anne and I were discovering the magical tree overlook. Every once in a while, when Anne needed a short breather from climbing all over that tree, I’d turn my camera to Carlotta, who was already mid-pose by the time I got my camera up to my eye. She was in the mood to play, which honestly, is her natural demeanor.

I first met her at the previous Zoefest I was invited to in Todos Santos, Mexico about five years ago. And I photographed her in my old studio in Chicago, before moving to LA. So yeah, we’ve had lots of fun over the years.

Since the island of Kauai was formed by volcanic activity about a thousand years ago, the beaches there are covered with large black lava rocks. A beautiful contrast to Carlotta’s skin. And even though I had rubbery flexible deck shoes on while I was photographing her, I could still feel the sharp edges of the rocks pushing through my soles. I try to always keep sensations like that in mind while I’m shooting models who are experiencing the same sharp edges, except on their bare skin, and often very sensitive areas of bare skin.

Don’t injure the models. A good practice to live by.

Carlotta and I continued to shoot around the beach area, which you Gentle Readers will see more of in the future. But we also had scheduled some additional shoot time the next day and I returned to the same cave with her that I photographed Tara in a few days earlier. Those have a different look, but equally beautiful.

Stay tuned! And thank you as always for your wonderful support!

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Jessamyne Morning Shoreline Surprise

Jessamyne Morning Shoreline ©2016
Jessamyne Morning Shoreline ©2016

Sometimes you get surprises. Jessamyne and I were up early, shooting along one of the shorelines on the north end of Kauai. I had picked the location because of the beautiful exposed tree roots due to sand erosion over the years. Quite striking. And we did two setups along the shore there. Both beautiful.

We paused for a moment and were in the middle of deciding what to do next. Head to another location or try something else with those trees. The morning sun was coming in low, almost behind us now from around a bend in the beach. It wasn’t direct light, but it was casting some interesting beams on the sand near a large piece of lava rock on the shoreline.

Jessa and I thought it might be interesting to try something there. I told her to get near one of the beams that was now quickly moving away from us. My original idea was to put her in one of them, but we were a few minutes too late for that. But still. There was something good about this light. Very soft.

And as soon as Jessa got down on the rock and I got down to sand level with my camera, I could see her lovely skin reflecting a very compelling glow. Admittedly, while photographing her, I didn’t know if these photographs would end up being great images, or just good images. Jessa was posing brilliantly, but I wasn’t sure if the light was enough to make her stand out from the background or not.

However, later when she and I reviewed all of the setups from this day of shooting, we both gravitated to this one. And we were both surprised because this had definitely been one of those, well we have great stuff here already, let’s just try this one more thing since we’re here, kinds of setups. It was an extra. A bonus.

Yet, sometimes you get surprises.

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The trees!

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Jessamyn Paradise

I have a lot to share and I’m in editing mode… share or edit? share or edit? I must edit. Though I will share ONE to get started.

Day one:

Shoot with @jessamyne . @vassanta came along. We searched and searched for Rock Quarry Road but totally couldn’t find it. Thankfully the very grumpy botanist at the Botanical Gardens told us to turn here. It provided quite a bit of opportunities for wonderful images throughout the week. Rain or shine. Here’s one I made with Jess. Some more to follow.

© 2016 Zoe Wiseman - model: Jessamyne
© 2016 Zoe Wiseman – model: Jessamyne
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One day I’ll work out how to use the clone tool in Affinity. 🙂

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Easy Like Sunday Morning best describes my shoot with Meluxine. So many great pictures, so many tough choices…

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Mokolea Lava Pools with Brooke and Christian

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