![]() ![]() It is still rather amazing to me that any of this has happened at all, but, clearly, none of this could have happened without the intervention of some wonderful people who cared about what I was doing and offered their help. Along the way there have been cards and calendars and magazine articles. ![]() It isn't about nudes or bodies or body parts.Īs of today, I have published fourteen books of photographs, with more to come, and am represented by a terrific gallery in New York. I wanted viewers to feel connected with my models. I wanted my pictures to feel like a window into their soul. I wasn't photographing bodies I was photographing people. "Male nude photography" was the term of art most often used to describe my work. The popular aesthetic when I started was all about bodies and sculpture. I also began to understand what my photography was really about. ![]() I began to build a body of work and to develop my skills. I gave my card to people at restaurants, street fairs, shopping malls, on the street - anywhere I saw someone who interested me. Suddenly I realized that if I asked people to pose for me, I could bring all those pictures locked in my head into reality. You can read the gory details in my book THREE, but suffice it to say that my first session with them was a turning point in my life - the point, in fact, when I turned from being a frustrated voyeur into being a photographer. It happened when I met John and Gary, an attractive young couple in San Francisco who wanted to be photographed. It wasn't until 1991 that my fantasy became a reality. For so long, it was a dream that seemed far beyond my reach, a fantasy, a frustration. For as long as I can remember, whenever I saw a gorgeous boy, I dreamed of being able to capture his beauty in photographs. ![]() Somehow, the two interests have always been connected. Don't be shocked, but so does my interest in beautiful young men. My interest in photography dates back to when I was a child. So how do I find myself publishing book after book of photographs of deliriously beautiful young men? I often find myself asking that very same question. I am a 55-year-old white, Jewish man who grew up in a decidedly white middle-class section of Philadelphia, who now lives in San Francisco with his partner of 34 years and whose career has nothing to do with photography. ![]()
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