Back in Business, sort of

Hello Everyone:

I'm back in business, sort of.   I found out yesterday that the keyboard on my trusty laptop needs to be replaced and it would set me back about $125.00.  The silver lining in this is that I found an old external Apple keyboard at home and I'm able to use that for the time being.  Sorry about that, the bf just called and I wanted to take that call.

That call was about some nude self-portraits I took with my cell phone this morning.  I just decided to it on a whim.  Needless to say, he was quite happy, stunned even.  This something I'd been meaning to do for awhile; so this morning I just decided to go for it.  Fortunately, no one was around to walk in on me.  Those pictures were for his eyes only and will never see the light of day or the social media sites.  Now I'm thinking that one day I would love to have real professionally done nude self-portraits done.  Something lovely and a bit provocative  in black and white.  Why?  Nude portraits, when done right, are very evocative and beautiful.  There's nothing to hide.  When done wrong, they're just pictures of naked people.  When I think of nudes, I always think of the classical Graeco-Roman or Renaissance images.  Real, yet idealized; lush and a touch decadent.  I would love to capture that feeling in my own portrait.  The nudity presented in the mass media is, for the most part, crass.  There's no feeling, only a cheap ploy for ratings.

When I took those pictures this morning, I guess I meant to give the bf something to look at in the course of the day.  I never did this or, for that matter, given myself so freely to the guy in my previous relationships simply because I really did feel a strong bond.  The bf and I have that real bond.  I trust him not to go spreading those photos around and I know he won't.  I might do it again in the future.  Then again, why cheapen something beautiful by repetition.