You can probably tell by some of the strange pictures I've been uploading, including a rather uncharacteristic deviant ID, that I've been struggling with my creative expression, of late. It seems like there is always something getting in the way of my shooting plans. If it isn't work, it's bad weather, or a scheduling conflict with a model. Some would argue that I'm already drifting down the proverbial slope into madness, but if I'm not, I soon will be.

I think my need for creative expression is as primordial as my sex drive. Actually, the two are probably linked. I could probably go without sex if I were able to immerse myself in creative activities; especially if they had an erotic edge. In a way, sex is an expression of one's sexuality, and many of my creative ventures are also heavily influenced by my sexuality. I know what you're thinking; I should get back on my medication before it's too late. Sorry, I am who I am. I only work with willing victims; its all safe, sane, and consensual. That's at least one reason it's hard to find models I really enjoy working with. If a model doesn't "get" me, it's hard to explore some of the darker alleys in my mind.

But, alas, it's probably just the shorter days, combined with a disproportionate number of cloudy and rainy days, that is getting me down. The shortest day of the year is just over a month away. Then we'll slowly start working our way back to spring. If I don't get to create as much as I like, I've always got the deviantArt community, and all of their wonderful work, to keep me inspired and motivated.

I hope everyone survives the holiday season. Don't be afraid to drop me a note... I'm not nearly as creepy as I look in my deviantID photo.

Hugs!
Doug