Wow! That kind of book would have been confiscated when I went to school (and likely passed around the teacher's staff room). Today I assume the kid in possession of such a dangerous object would be suspended, sent for counseling and the book would be locked away in a vault somewhere.
Certainly, images such as this excited me in a way that had some sort of nascent sexuality to it, but the primary appeal to me was of the image as such.
I wasn't the sort of school boy who would have fantasized about going to a place such as that shown — I would have recognized it as an imagining of a would long gone and not to return. I wouldn't have had an idea of what could be done with women of the sort shown, let alone opinions about what ought to be done.
But I would have recognized that an artist had found a way to produce such an image, and I would have wanted to have been able to make such images myself. I would have longed for that even in cases where I would presume that the requisite skill would forever be out of reach.
I wasn't much paying attention to the teachers. If I could, I would have spent all of my time with the pictures.
I am posting these images with a non-profit and educational 'fair use' motive, regarding respective copyrights. Anyone downloading and using these images for any commercial use would be in violation of respective copyrights, and does not have my approval for such use.
My name is Thom Buchanan.
I'm an artist and photographer.
People are my favorite subjects to portray in art and photos. My wife (and studio partner) has called that my 'people skills', as I've been passionately creating portrait studies for many years.
I refer to myself as a pictorialist, a combination of image-making and journalist. Images are my life.
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Excellent composition.
Wow! That kind of book would have been confiscated when I went to school (and likely passed around the teacher's staff room). Today I assume the kid in possession of such a dangerous object would be suspended, sent for counseling and the book would be locked away in a vault somewhere.
And they call it progress. Go figure.
Certainly, images such as this excited me in a way that had some sort of nascent sexuality to it, but the primary appeal to me was of the image as such.
I wasn't the sort of school boy who would have fantasized about going to a place such as that shown — I would have recognized it as an imagining of a would long gone and not to return. I wouldn't have had an idea of what could be done with women of the sort shown, let alone opinions about what ought to be done.
But I would have recognized that an artist had found a way to produce such an image, and I would have wanted to have been able to make such images myself. I would have longed for that even in cases where I would presume that the requisite skill would forever be out of reach.
I wasn't much paying attention to the teachers. If I could, I would have spent all of my time with the pictures.
And that, Daniel, is ,of course, exactly what I meant. Thank you!
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