Smelling of Salt Air . . .

There's nothing more grand than the Pacific Ocean. Don't argue with me *s

So I've been mostly off line, for a few months, because who in their right mind wants to spend a California summer indoors? (Okay, so I left late, and that's all the more reason to never be inside *s)

Who've I been photographing for the Claiming Masculinity Project?

No one. Heh.

I determined, week one, that sun and surf are far more important than deadlines. Bad girl, I know. But hello, back me on this one: have you seen live beauties surfing out here? 'Nuff said, mm hmm. And hell no, I ain't takin' my camera into the sand . . .

Meanwhile, during the heat and in between the waves, I photographed femmes. Get over it. Femmes need love, too *s

Catch up with my Figure Study and Portraiture Gallery, for new photos, with more to come.

Now that it's getting a bit milder in temperature, I did take the time to revamp the Open Call for the Claiming Masculinity Project (thanks for the nudge, Dre), which led me over here, feeling guilty for not having updated anything.

Speaking of Big Daddy Dre, he'd like all you fine femmes to know that he's started a dating site for trans men who are looking for love and sociability with those who fancy them. Mm hmm. Check it, get connected *s

Okay, so, grant cycle time approaching yet again, then back to the lens . . .

Peace and love to all,

~Emmanuela