Thursday, 31 March 2011

It Can All Be In The Kissing


Kissing for me is key - often a pretty good indicator of things to come (oh dear, this kinda punning and so damn early in the post!).

Kissing of course can take place in the near fully dressed position (as above) or totally starkers - best, for me, is going from one state to the other, seemlessly ...

 
Kissing is often/usually (depending where you fit of the Romantic-Lothario cline) accompanied by other activities, such as butt grabbing ...


Now, chest kissing is a particularly erotic sub species ...


... but there's a nine out to ten chance of it spiralling into a jocks down situation ...


... and serious dick work ...

 
Good every now and then to check the efficacy of your work ... yep, seems to be going well - one satisfied customer ...


Now, with dick work, there can be many potential intricacies involved ...


... if you get my drift?

The whole video, guys, can be yours with a simple click of this LINK- but of course you know the drill.

So enjoy my current potential squeeze material!
The Circus Really Does Eventually Come To Town


Being in Australia can at times leave you feeling just that little bit disconnected from the rest of the world and the things that go on out there.

And, as a kid, I guess this was probably one of the driving forces for me living in England and France for five years. With numerous European top-ups since - and a year in the Peoples' Republic of China.

But then sometimes the big things come to us here.

Like the Ballets Russes visits from the mid thirties to the early forties, taking the opportunity to perform during the disruptions of  World War 2 elsewhere. It came in various guises - The Original Ballets Russes, Colonel de Basil's Ballets Russes de Monte Carlo, Covent Garden Russian Ballet.

A highlight of these visits would have been the 1940 re-staging by Serge Lifar of his ballet 'Icare' (1935), with new percussive music by Antal Dorati and with new sets by Sydney Nolan ...



Lifar took the lead role of Icarus at the premier ...


... but then it was danced on subsequent performances by Roman Jasinsky ...



Amazingly, there's quite a lot of colour film of the performances of the Russian Ballet during these visits, including of footage of 'Icare' with Jasinsky.

So I've cobbled together a video around Serge Lifar, Roman Jasinsky, the Ballets Russes in Australia and 'Icare', and included some black and white 1950s film of Lifar teaching the principle role to a dancer at Le Palais Garnier in Paris ...





 

Hope you like it as much as I did putting it together!


I must say I really like ruminating on all the angles of being drawn to the arts of places elsewhere on the planet other than where you live ... while not descending into some kind of cultural cringe.
Caught on Film!


I'm not a royalist or a monarchist but have always had a soft spot for horny old Lothario Edward VII - known fondly as 'Edward the Caresser' (as opposed to Edward the Confessor).
 

And I was surprised, the other day, to find so much film existed of the king. In social as well as ceremonial occasions. Surprising given that the king died in 1910 at the very dawn of motion pictures.

So I thought a compilation seemed in order - sadly now split into three cos of Blogger upload limits ...



These little scraps of footage, some quite up-close and personal, really do give some sense of this larger than life Dionysian character.

I've added, as the audio track, part of Edward Elgar's 'Enigma Variations' as this music so strongly reflects the nostalgia an empire quickly slipping away at the turn of the C20.

Thursday, 3 March 2011

The Dangers of Self-Absorption


Before we get down to the more serious and hard core dick work, 'let's start at the very beginning', as someone rather sensible once intoned ...




... where Ted here likes to demonstrate his 'coin position' - consisting of, quite naturally, of an obverse ['head' or front] and reverse ['tail or back] ...




... with all the punning possibilities that just jump out at you.


Dick work usually begins in this manner ...




... and moves on to this state ...



 ... which has a jeans free variation ...





... and posing possibilities ...


 

But, Narcissist that he is, Ted is quickly oblivious of the normal obligations of photo shoots ... and becomes self -absorbed in another and more esoteric kind of dick work ...




Maybe we should just go with the flow and simply form a mutual admiration society?