"Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the final day of our General Exhibition. If you are looking for the sculpture 'Ann's Breasts of a Happy Woman', please follow the signage picturing two female breasts. Please be aware that long waiting times may be necessary as this piece is particularly popular today." "Uh-oh, I think the masses are about to hit our little...
I had finally got up the courage to do a makeover photo session. I found a place not too far from where I live that was happy to have me come in even though they primarily worked with women who desired a pin up or fantasy shoot. The woman photographer, who was also the owner of the business, very kindly scheduled me as the last appointment of the day to prev...
Artist Girl thought to herself, "This is the night I'm going to get ravaged". She put on her stockings, black boots, and corset under her slinky black dress. Her butt was protruding behind her and ready to be squeezed. She walked down the street away from her dorm and toward the apartments where the nude model lived. She first met him in figure drawing class...
She stood there motionless. Her nude body reflecting the light that flowed in through the windows. Shadows cast angles under her chin and breast. Her muscles ached from the pose she'd held so long. Beads of sweat trickled off her nipples and down her flat belly. Moving just her green eyes, she glanced at the man sitting just 10 feet in front of her. His bald...
Angie was visibly shaking when she got into my car outside her house. I hadn't told her our destination for the afternoon; she just knew that something other than her usual bedroom session was in order. While I backed out of the driveway she stared at her hands quietly, darting a glance at me every once in a while with her pretty brown eyes. She wore a very...
This essay is part of a series in which I compare the ideas of philosophers on the subject of Aesthetics. I'm attempting to extrapolate from their superior knowledge and writings what I believe are important points on the creation of and critique of Art, Beauty and the Soul. I hope there are some artists/scholars out there who can appreciate my works- Beca...
Cock Socket sat in the back seat of her Master's truck while her Master and his friend Griff' sat in the front, laughing and talking about sports or something; Cock Socket wasn't sure because she wasn't paying attention. It was so much easier to look at the scenery passing by as they drove than it was to try to follow their conversation. She was so happy to...
When the model arrived at my home studio, I was momentarily stunned. I remembered him as handsome -- but somehow in a group modeling, I had maintained the 'model-artist' unwritten protocol -- and just ignored that fact. Because there IS a protocol: "Models aren't sex-objects or male or female. They are human bodies -- a mix of light and dark areas, muscle a...
She was stretched out on the table in the tattoo parlour, holding my hand. The red of her nails matched the red on a cartoon of a Chinese dragon on the wall. In the background you could hear the door to the street opening and closing, the receptionist chatting away with customers and tyre-kickers alike. On the stereo Biffy Clyro were doing their best or wors...
The museum of Art in this Midwestern community was having a very hard time paying its bills when Wellington Wentworth heard about their problem from his son Arthur as his son likes the town. He went to see the board of trustees with a proposal to give them a 26 million dollar grant seeing as his 22 year old son who just finished college with a degree in art...