Meet our bums.

This picture may be misleading.

Do I look calm... peacefully posing for artistic purposes?

Wrong.
My heart was beating at around a million beats a second. There were cars whizzing by on a very busy highway to which I was pretty much in full view, I had to climb up those dodgy-looking things bolted to the wall to get up there, it was high and damn scary!

Besides the fact we had already scaled some rather large rocks and a mighty big fence to illegally enter this place to begin with. I am continuously frustrated with the lack of locations where one can be naked and relaxed at the same time, especially now that I am a city-dweller. And also apparently a law-breaker.


Despite all that, it put a pretty exciting edge to a would-be 'normal' Thursday afternoon, and I'd do it again tomorrow if I could find another excuse.

See the full gallery of this shoot here.

I shot Myself.

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Thursdays.

Liss works very hard.     She makes love with flowers.     Thursday is playday.

Time to sit in the sun and read some poetry.

Then get naked.

The Olden Dayz

Meet Liss. She's my best friend, creative inspiration, partner in crime, wino buddy... if she gave me sex I'd propose.

This is the farm. Where we used to do our thing out in the country, run naked with the horses, get dirty in the barn. And after a hard days work of nude photographing, relax on one rolling hill to watch the sun set over the lake, leaving behind magic in the sky.

These were our days of freedom and in two weeks we'll be revisiting this place for the first time in 18 months!!!

See 'The Farm' gallery here. And in just over 2 weeks we'll have fresh stuff straight from the chicken pen delivered right to your cyber doorstep.

xo d& l

Just another Sunday afternoon

For the complete blog post of this shoot and all our other groovy galleries come and visit us at www.thenakedjourney.com

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