I was fortunate to shoot with Nadia when she came through Albuquerque. Her modeling skills exceed my posing skills, and I learned a lot from her. Besides being charming with a great sense of humor, she worked within my VERY limited budget. If she comes through your area, it is well worth the effort so schedule a shoot with her.

My pastor had an interesting trip to the podium. After discharge from the Army Rangers, he went into law enforcement, eventually ending up with the DEA. There he spent 10 years in Columbia as an agent, and one year in New York undercover with the Mafia. After 20 years he retired, became sheriff in an Arizona county. At one point he had a heart attack and died, had a near death experience and came back. That persuaded him to go into the ministry. He still carries, even on Sunday. When it's time to preach, he bounds up onto the stage like a 20 year old. He's over 80 years old, with no sign of slowing down.

I especially like #2, I've always known you had great artistic ability, which is probably why I have some of your work on my walls.
Signed: Your proud Grandpa!

Yesterday I got four spoof calls, all from the same number...My wife's cell phone!

I'm sorry if my post came off as a rant. I am probably one of the least PC people here. My sensitivity probably comes from my wife, who was previously married to a Mescalaro Apache, and living in Arizona for about 60 years. Over the years of casually studying Native history, I can easily see her points.

I'm really torn between the aesthetics of using a head dress as a prop, and the "appropriation" of something that has spiritual meaning for a different culture. Except for four years in the service, I have lived my entire life in the southwest. I had two models who met with my wife and me to discuss costumes. One girl was a very dark Anglo with black hair, and the other was half Apache. We settled on leather vest and loin cloth, with turquoise accessories but drew the line at anything specifically tribal or religious. I have seen some striking photos with the head dress on non-Indians, but have always had an uncomfortable feeling about it. It's not unlike the sensation I felt after returning from Southeast Asia, seeing people who obviously had not served wearing uniform parts with full insignia. This is way different than the girl with the prom dress, (or the model in a loin cloth).
It's still a great photo, though.

I like the shot. It is simply a girl at the beach wearing the appropriate swimwear. Very relaxed and natural as she should be.

Please don't get me wrong...I love the photo. There is an innocence about it that implies freedom, and (wife started a conversation and I lost my train of thought. I told you I was old). I made the comment because the photos the OP has given us have all been of the backside of the model. It would be nice to see her on the approach, as opposed to the departure.

Focus on the cell phone! The back of her head is not the subject of the picture. Her focus is on the cell phone, and focusing on the back of her head makes no sense.

I'm sure I'm not the only one who can look at a picture for hours and not see a glaring problem. Good idea! One of my biggest issues is separating her torso from the background.

I don't think I could get away with posting this in the PG section. I have a number of images that are "almost" good pictures. I think there is potential in this one, but all of my post processing attempts don't make the potential come out.
So here it is. Let's see what you folks do with it.

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In the '70s Colorado suffered the onslaught of Californians. The newcomers did everything in there power to make Colorado just like California, but with better skiing. I was born in Boulder, actually enjoyed life there because I bought my three bedroom home for $35,000. When the invasion took place, I sold it for $200,000.00, after owning it for less than five years. I enjoyed a decent income and quality of life, and now retired, I could no more return to Colorado than fly to the moon. Boulder is now neck and neck with Berkley for weirdness! I wanted to introduce my wife to my home state, as she has never been there. I haven't been back since 1985. Boulder would not allow my Airstream to be parked overnight. I still haven't been back.

It's actually a mid 80s DeVille. I used to travel a lot for my work, and I would buy a caddie with about 100,000 miles on it, and drive it another hundred thousand. I suppose I abused them, as I found I could put whole sheets of plywood in the trunk, or drive cross country for a good camping spot. Once we were camping with a group, and to get to the spot I wanted, I drove up a grassy hill pulling a trailer. Great cars, but now I drive a Toyota Tundra.

This snapshot was taken over 20 years ago. I remember it as if it was yesterday. We were reluctantly packing up to leave after camping over a long weekend, and of course every woman knows how to pack the trunk better than any man. But, we cleaned up the campsite and started the drive back to town. We were about half way home when it dawned on us that we had no clothes on, so we had to stop and get dressed. Ah, for my youth, and the muse and memories that photos bring back. The young lady got into drugs, and I haven't seen or heard from her for a long time.

You've shown us some lovely photos of lovely women! I am getting old, but as I recall, most women have a front side as well. Will you show us some of the front sides of these creatures?