Technology Marches On

So I have invested in some new computer hardware, not a much needed new iMac but a NAS for storing all my digital images. This will replace a rats nest of hard disks of various sizes currently residing under my computer desk. Have you noticed that when you buy a new-fangled gadget you believe will make your life easier it highlights deficiencies in other areas of your system and forces you into further credit card expenditure. Funny that.

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Here Comes The Night

Them. 1965.

I don’t like to depress you all, well actually I do, but we have passed the summer solstice and are now in the headlong rush back to winter. So how’s the year been going photographically? Piss-poor methinks. I’ve only shot 2 models, one new and my muse, who has put up with my grumbling while I’ve sorted out the settings on the D810 camera. I’ve not given up the search for fresh talent though, I check the casting calls daily but sadly nothing looks suitable. Most amateur/part time models only seem to be interested in arty projects, Mummy and Daddy wouldn’t be impressed if their darling daughter flashed her fanny for anything less. Do I detect a smidgen of sour grapes Big Ears? Hell yes!

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All Sparks

I really am struggling to find the enthusiasm to organise shoots. I’ve lost my mojo in the train wreck of personal lifestyle decisions I’m being forced to make at the moment. Looking at the results of the few sessions I have completed this year I’m ashamed to admit that the best snaps are of the models fully clothed. Shock-horror! All of these problems have turned me into a sissy. God forbid I’ll be admiring art nude photos next.

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Remind Me

The weather looks okay so I decide to walk the long way home from work. My motives are twofold. One, I get some much needed exercise. Two, I might actually see, however unlikely, a girl with modelling potential in the town centre. I should point out that I’m at the stage where very few local females impress me that much but on this trip I spied an attractive lady walking towards me. Interesting I thought. As we approached one another she looked at me with a great big smile and said “Hello Roger”. WTF! My brain went into overdrive because I couldn’t for the life of me recall ever seeing her before. Was she a past model? A friend of a past model? The daughter of a past model? I don’t fucking know! May be she sucked my cock when I was an innocent young lad. Don’t be stupid Big Ears, you would certainly remember an event as rare as that. Going senile ain’t no fun but I’m now going to have to take the long route home on a regular basis and hope I run into her again and put a name and details to the face or I’ll never have any peace of mind.

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