phuckindope:

Facts.


I’m lucky to have this exact relationship.

phuckindope:

Facts.

I’m lucky to have this exact relationship.

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Last week at Bordello, we were given the unique opportunity to draw a bald, beautiful, tattoo’d, jaw-droppingly flexible Yogi named Jenima. Her ability to hold those poses for so long was remarkable. She also seems to enter a really personal space when she poses for us. I don’t know her well enough to ask her about it, but it’s certainly something to behold.

fuckmestupid:

The most awesome dollar bill I have ever received.


There you have it folks.

fuckmestupid:

The most awesome dollar bill I have ever received.

There you have it folks.

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This was a pretty spectacular weekend on a lot of levels. One of the high points was having my photo “Upstairs at the Everleigh” featured in the Sensual Chicago art show at the Fulton Street Collective. I’ve never had my photography featured in gallery show before, and it was very well received.

I also was asked at the last minute to introduce the two burlesque performers at the Opening Reception, which was a blast. It was the kind of night I used to see pictures from and wish I could’ve been a part of. And now I was. Life comes full circle sometimes.

People are strange: they are constantly angered by trivial things, but on a major matter like totally wasting their lives, they hardly seem to notice — Charles Bukowski  (via shessofuckedinthehead)

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People will kill you over time, and how they’ll kill you is with tiny, harmless phrases, like “be realistic”. — Dylan Moran  (via shessofuckedinthehead)

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I had a heluva time drawing Helena Handbasket last week at Bordello. This broad has a lot of personality. Always keeps me on my toes.

I saw you naked on the internet

So recently I stumbled upon a photo of a lifelong friend. The photo in question was from a Playboy College pictorial, and the friend in question was fully nude. Now, I’ve stumbled across a surprising amount of friends, former classmates, and co-workers nude on the internet. And the truth is, in all of those instances, I was not looking for photos of those particular people. I can’t even tell you how surreal it is when you have that moment of “Oh Mah Gawd is that…” It’s weird and wonderful.

But the thing is, there’s really no way to tell those people, “Hey, I stumbled across a nude picture of you in…(Playboy, That Photographer’s Portfolio, That Gentlemen’s Club Website, ect.)…and I don’t want to weird you out or make you think I was spanking it to your picture but I just wanted to say that you looked lovely. You should be really proud of those images, and on an aesthetic level, I’m really glad I got to see them.”

There’s just no way to convey that message without making things awkward. But, that’s what I wish I could say to at least five or six different women I know.