Some Might Avert Their Eyes
Look, I see what I see.
I notice form and composition, content and consequence. And, if there is a tinge of naughty in the frame, it is all the better.
When I was a rooky rabbi in San Diego, my friend and fellow shooter, Sid F., called me up and invited me over for a photo session in his home studio. Sid taught photography at City College.
I made excuses. I’m too tired. I have work to do. I am out of film.
“Look,” he said, “the shoot will last an hour and I have plenty of film for you. Besides, how many opportunities will you ever have to photograph a nude model?”
“I’ll be right there!”
It was the most difficult photo experience I can ever remember. Never printed a single shot. All I remember is the inappropriateness and the danger of discovery.
I have made up for it since then. I do interesting images charged with a wee bit of the erotic.