Scary to think about.
Super exciting in the middle.
Incredibly empowering by the end.
I’ve done three of them so far.
You’d think that since I’m an erotic essayist and somewhat of an exhibitionist at heart, erotic photos shoots would be a breeze for me.
First I have to lock my Inner Catholic Girl in a confessional. Then I have to transcend that conditioned cultural voice that wrestles with not being fit or thin or young enough which we all know is bullshit but… still.
I rave back.
You can too.
When the opportunity for an erotic photo shoot presents itself (it will), I encourage you to go for it. Tuck the pictures away if you don’t like them at first. Because someday, like today for me, you will pull them out and think, Wow, I’m so glad I ditched that bikini on the beach.
Courage begets courage.
I need some right now. I have get to get sexy- psyched for a reading at the Seattle Erotic Arts Festival. So I'm posting this photo to manifest some boldness and get that juicy, carpe diem mojo flowing.
Getting off at the confluence of the Little Colorado River. Grand Canyon, April 2009.
Photo by Graham Charles.