Saturday, March 30, 2013
Although I respect and adhere to Easter's religious roots, like most holiday's it usually comes down to family, friends and food. Although feasting is a traditional way to celebrate most festivities, we in North American are not content with simply a delicious meal. On Easter, we purr over cute little bunnies while we scarf down cute little pigs. We add every form of candy possible from chocolate eggs, chocolate bunnies, both white and milk, chocolate chicks, Cadbury cream eggs, mini eggs (my favorite) and of course we can't forget peeps!
Giving in to self gratification, whether it be food or sex is sort of an odd thing. Society in many ways sends messages that it is bad and unhealthy to give in to our desires. At the same time, it creates a massive amount of industries that profit off our inability to say no. We are supposed to be 'good' most of the year and spurge on the holidays, yet if we did that, most of these business's would fail to exist. My annoying need to buck what society wants me to has me refusing to buy anything Easter related on Easter, while going crazy hunting down Cadbury mini eggs in May and June. Happy Easter everyone, enjoy your family, enjoy your friends, enjoy your day and especially....enjoy your food!
Whether on screen or within the pages of a DC comic, Superman is generally depicted with jet black hair. If however, they ever decided to take a risk and cast the man of steel as a redhead, model Brandon Connelly looks every inch the part from his strong jaw to firm body ready to take charge. Readers of FH know Brandon is a favorite model of mine to feature (see previous posts HERE:) and I love this new series from photographer Bryan Nevin.
In this series, our Clark Kent looks right at home in his Metropolis Penthouse, looking over the city he has vowed to protect. As the sunlit day moves on to dusk, the city is quiet, giving our Clark the opportunity to relax and enjoy the peace and solitude.
Photographer Bryan Nevin says that he is not your average photographer. Bored quickly with what he calls the ordinary and plain, Bryan is picky about who he he works with and what he shoots. Bryan's goal is to work only with those that inspire him, not only to produce stunning imagery, but also to inspire him to be the best he can be. It makes sense then, that when shooting Brandon Connelly, the set up would be big.
I am not sure if it was intentional, but by slipping on that Superman t-shirt, and then, by slipping out of it, Brandon transformed seamlessly into a man, faster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a locomotive and able to leap tall buildings in a single bound! The location, with those incredible windows with the amazing natural light Bryan pulls in, not to mention the fluffy clouds and rich blue sky, compliment the theme beautifully.
'Our collaboration was great! Brandon was super easy to work with. He has great features that the camera loves and he's versatile in terms of what looks he can pull off.'
Ostara by Mikel Marton
The Vernal Equinox, born from Nehellenia: The moon of the underworld. From this point, day overcomes night. The witches of the Eastern star bow to her lady Ostara: shedding her adolescence as love-like liquid falls in cascades.
See more and find out about Mikel's limited-edition prints HERE:
If it's a holiday and your clicking onto FH you can be rest assured there will be holiday themed posts. Annoying to some I am sure, but holiday's and the themed images and stories which surround them, have a beautiful, erotic, sometimes painful yet powerful connection for me. I have attempted to explore the reason several times before on the blog but am not sure I ever really nailed it. Like many of you, especially those whose childhoods were not idyllic, holidays could be rough.
As bad as one might have been, I forever had the hope the next one might be better. To cope, kids often travel to the world of fantasy and this is a world I spent a lot of time in. I remember the holiday themed pictorials in magazines like Cosmo, Playboy and Playgirl which always held a strange fasination to me. It was as if I felt that if I could just get through a few more years, maybe what I fantized about, what I saw in the pictures, might be something I could actually experience.
Easter On FH:
The Silence Of Easter (2010)
Easter With Dave August (2010)
Easter Baskets with Marlen Boro:
Jack, Jerry & Jesse: Rockin The Bunny Ears
Friday, March 29, 2013
'Maybe it's the hours he spent going Downton on my Abbey....'
2 Broke Girls is to me, one of televisions worst shows. I know I know, many of you love it, you must, it was the highest rated new comedy last season. What I find most irritating about this excuse for entertainment is that it had/had promise. It's executive producer, Michael Patrick King helmed The Comeback, one of the best, and my favorite comedy series ever! It's leads are likable, it premise very Laverne & Shirley 'friends with a dream' like. But with all this going for it, it is so blatantly lazy.
I like a good sex joke as well as the next guy, but 2 Broke Girls sometimes comes off as if written by a horny 14 year old boy. The show seems to have the motto; Why be witty when throwing penis in a line of dialogue will do? The show is one penis, tool, boob, breast, tampon, anal leakage, venereal disease joke after another.
The only reason to bother DVR the show is because that 14 year old horny teen boy can be a little bit gay. Stripping the shirts off male guest stars is a staple. In one of televisions most beautifully gratuitous 22 minutes, And the Three Boys With Wood, the show cast hunk Brandon Jones and the adorable Jack DePew (he has the cutest nose...) as two naive Amish boys hitting the city for the first time. Besides keeping them shirtless and wet most of the episode, Jack's character spent a lot of the time embarrassed, and trying to hide his erection.
As cute as Brandon, Jack and Noah Mills (below) are, a few minutes of skin may have me DVR, but it does not have me actually watching, and God forbid listening, to what passes for dialogue on this show. For now, 2 Broke Girls remains my current favorite show to watch while doing prep work for my job. I simply play my favorite music loudly, turn on the TV, press mute and enjoy!
Now that spring is finally here, we will all, hopefully be spending more time outside soaking up the warm, nurturing rays of the sun. With the warmer weather, many people venture out to walk their neighbourhood streets, and other familiar places they see every day. I remember a time however, when I was much younger, when walking was not about moving in circles for exercise, instead, we walked to actually get somewhere. Exploring areas of our world that although close to home, had yet to be actually seen.
There was an excitement about rounding unknown corners, opening fences set up to keep us out and peaking over hedges grown for privacy, not beauty. Then there were always those chains going from one pole to another. Put there to stop us maybe, but instead, became an invitation run into the place the chain was trying to keep us out of. As we get older, many of us sadly lose our desire to explore. We become more timid, more conforming. The ups and downs of life having sucked our need for adventure and replaced it with the need for safety and comfort.
I'll always remember however, the excitement of wandering, and the thrill at coming across something we had not known was there. Turning that corner, peaking between those bushes only to be met with a visual stimulating reward. Sadly, I never came across anyone like Marco Sweet, except of course in my fantasies. But imagine, wandering through the backyards of strangers only to push aside those bushes to discover a hunky construction worker just completing his final project for the day. Even though the home owners that hired him are out of town, he still looks around to make sure he is alone before stripping down, stretching his tired muscles and slipping his tired, sweaty body into the cool water of the swimming pool.
Thankfully, Marco's quick glance around the yard did not detect the set of eyes, memorized between the leaves of those bushes in the corner of the yard. Thankfully also, this spring fantasy was captured by photographer Calder Van Gogh from Virgin Islands Pictures. When I first saw Calder's image of Marco that I used as pic of the day, there was a beautiful fantasy quality about it. Marco's muscled, Greek Godlike body. reaching through the tree's towards the brilliant sunlight above. Something about the image made me think, that although clearly alone, Marco was perfectly fine with being watched and admired. In reality, Marco actually does work in construction, and according to Calder is quite good at it! 'One of those fellows that has a natural ability with wood and creating spaces.'
Raleigh, North Carolina's Calder Van Gogh name most likely sounds sort of familiar to most. A combination of the photographer and sculpturs two favorite artists. Calder says these images were shot about 5 years ago when Marco was about 26. Calder says his photography skills, as well as his camera's and photography equipment, have improved greatly over the last five years since these shots were taken. The equipment used back then however, both Calder's and Marco's, did a mighty fine job creating the perfect spring fantasy! Hopefully Calder will support a follow-up post in the future to share and showcase some of his more recent work!