Friday, October 30, 2009

X-ray-ted at the airport

CANADA’S PRIVACY commissioner has just given the OK to airport scanners that enable security officers to see through the clothes of travelers.

Ostensibly, this scanner will show if people are packing explosives or any other weapons that might slip through a conventional metal detector.

Oooh... scanner porn.

Officers will view this three-dimensional image in a separate room, and won’t actually see the traveler he or she is “inspecting” on the screen.

And apparently the images can’t be stored or captured in any way, limiting the chances they’ll end up on some fetish porn site for people who get off on vaguely defined nude airport security images (hey, there’s no accounting for taste).

The manufacturer of the scanners claims the majority of passengers prefer such a full-body scan to having to undress or be patted down.

I have my doubts about this system.

Perhaps it’s because I don’t have much faith in the professionalism or competence of those charged with handling security at airports. They might well be perfectly upstanding citizens, but there are always bad apples (read: perverts) in every bunch.

So what’s to say a bored, underpaid and quite possibly undersexed security dude isn’t going to kick back to enjoy a little scanner-porn on his coffee break.

And if he likes what he sees, maybe he’ll decide he’s in the mood to explore a few cavities; or at the very least ask for some hot girl’s number. After all, he’ll know exactly what he’s in store for.

Who’s the security threat then?

ryan@roadtostarrdom.com

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Censorship: Contemporary Art Education

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Today (28th October 09) with utter dismay and shock I have been emailed and asked to remove my latest project and investigation into pornography by Kingston University Fine Art Dept.

I want to stress I have talked with my tutors about this work. I have had two lengthy discussions with my tutors showing these very images along with video and film along with further investigations. I have also shown this work to other students in a seminar. I also emailed my main tutor at the start of the year to inform him on this work and that it could cause concerns.

The inspiration behind this work is that people, young and old are addicted to the iconography and imagery of pornography. Opinion has it as a dirty thing/subject, something you should not watch. My main thinking behind this work was to turn these images into something precious, collectable even romantic. At first I wanted to add gold leaf to photography which did not work as well as I had hoped. So I decided to paint these images using oil paint and raw canvas. The backgrounds would be removed and gold leaf added to enhance the idea of religious icons, saints if you will. Which would take these images from pornography into something “visually unique.”

This is not a work based on smut and porn. It has to, and I will repeat that “IT HAS TOO” start out as that, and this is what these images represent at the moment on my study space at University. So I do agree that they can and would offend. But the idea of censoring or removal of this work is amazing in today’s contemporary and educational art practices.

Your thoughts are welcomed.

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Email Sent to Head of Year (3rd Year, Level 6) at Kingston Fine Art University.

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I want to keep the images on my student space/wall.

This is my work and my research. I have a right to have my space and my work on that space.
I also have the freedom of choice, speech and most importantly of expression as an artist.
Censorship, or removal of these images removes my freedom of choice, expression and speech.

If I have offended anyone I want to sit with them and ask why.
If someone (students) have complained would you pass on their email so I can arrange to talk with them on this matter, again to ask why.

You can not remove images because “they may offend” wait until they have and then lets all sit round a table and debate the matter.

This study is important and an important area for me personally. I do not want to edit my work to please students. If they are offend then good. Art sometimes does that, and it is good for people to be challenged on the visuals of art practice.

Sexuality in the arts is a taboo subject. But I am an adult along with other adults. If those other adults have a backward mindset or psychology based on sexuailty in the arts then this is not my problem to deal with. Art again sometimes does that.

Lets look at this logically: EVERYONE IN THE SCHOOL HAS BEEN to the Tate Modern show “Pop Life”, even the tutors/staff. I have sat in Seminars where they talk about it and how “inspiring” it was. Sex, Sex and more Sex. There in that show is ideas of child pornography and the use of images of children in sexual positions. In all accounts they loved it, had the time of their lives. I would hate for them to now become hypocritical about this subject matter.

If the work is removed by the school then I want answers into directly why.
I am absolutely shocked and embarrassed at this ######. All day I have been asking myself “Really?”

Please make a time and date for me to come in and talk to whoever about this. If that is you, ### and ### together then I am willing to debate and talk about this. But I am not removing the images. The school has to make that choice.

(Tutors names have been removed from email.)

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Bare Necessities

Ah, much better. I’ve had to suffer with letting my pubic hair grow to save it for a wax before my magazine shoot, and today I finally got my brazilian wax!!! Take a look at my beautiful BARE pussy:

And look…

no bum hair! Yay!

I also had my roots redone and a tone so I’m a knockout blonde again thanks to Hairy Rumours in Coffs Harbour. If you’re ever in the area I recommend them.

I revisited an old favourite of mine, cheeky skirt shot. Back when I first tried it I had black hair:

This time I thought I’d put a school girl spin on it with my blonde hair, I probably should have used pigtails but it was a rather impromptu shoot. Maybe next time…

So, knockout or not? Leave a comment to let me know what you think =)

I talked with my cuck today because I was contacted by a ‘group’ on the adult dating site. Basically they are a couple, and not a bad looking one either, who hosts sex parties and I am considering attending one further down the track when we are more immersed in the lifestyle. I reason that if there are no men I find attractive I can always use a strap on to fuck the women or vice versa, and they take photos at these parties so expect some of those shots later on! Are you excited?

I asked if my fucking another woman would be cuckolding or helping him to be dominant, but I spose if he is included in the two girls play it is dominant and if he is not involved it is cuckolding. He said he would rather be involved in the girl/girl action, but would rather not be involved in any action I have with other men because he believes he will feel intimidated by the other man/men, which is fine by me.

Sorry if I’m boring you out there if anybody actually reads this, I can’t tell because there are no comments =(   Apart from frenchcuck, thanks for leaving a comment and supporting me. Greatly appreciated! =) More blogging after my magazine shoot on friday.

Tschüß! (see ya in German)

xox

Monday, October 19, 2009

Alina Puscau, photographed naked by her boyfriend

The top-model posed nude for the first time in the American edition of the famous men’s magazine, the photo shoot being developed by her boyfriend, director Brett Ratner.
Romanian Alina Puscau broke the ice and became the November playmate.
Although she’s a former model and worked for the famous brand Victoria Secret, the brunette scored only now her first nude appearance, which was “close watched” by her lover. The photo shoot was designed and created by none other than director Brett Ratner, her fiancé. In an interview for Playboy, Alina revealed that she’s a fashion outlaw, she loves to wear boxers and that why she often steals his underwear.

Serena Williams On the Cover

Super star Serena Williams on the cover of ESPN The Body Issue.

Here at Style Slam we comment on style, clothes and fashion in the world of tennis. So… We actually don’t have a lot to say about Serena Williams on the cover of the ESPN Body Issue. Because she’s not wearing anything, right?

She looks gorgeous though. In her blog, she seems really excited about the whole thing. Go Serena!

Friday, October 16, 2009

Naked X-Rays

A trial of a scanner that produces “naked” images of passengers has begun at Manchester Airport.

The scanner which has been claimed  by testers that it will ”speed up security checks by quickly revealing any concealed weapons or explosives”. However, the images will show up more than just concealed weapons or explosives. The airport has stressed that the images are not pornographic and will be destroyed straight away if it does not pick up anything suspicious.

The scanners are proving popular among many of the airport’s passengers, as it is less hassle than undressing and patting down the customer being searched.

The scanners cost £80,000 each, and work by beaming electromagnetic waves on to passengers while they stand in a booth. A virtual three-dimensional image is then created from the reflected energy which gets deleted immediately if no suspicious objects are found to be on the person. 

The head of customer services at the airport states the radiation levels are “super safe” She also says that “Passengers can go through this machine 5,000 times a year each without worrying. The amount of radiation transmitted is tiny.”

It is still unknown whether the scanners will be used on a permanent basis at the airports, but the Department for Transport will decide whether to install them permanently in about a year’s time.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Pornostar not allowed to enter Indonesia

Japanese pornostar not allowed to enter Indonesia.

Pornostar Maria ‘Miyabi’ Ozawa (小澤マリア) is not allowed to enter Indonesia. Religious Muslims prevented the Japanese pornoactress of getting a visa.

Miyabi (みやび) would play in a (normal) movie. She would not have to take off her clothes, but even so, her presence would enrage the mullahs. A large amount of Indonesians protested against the holy leaders, but the minister of Tourism decided not to give Miyabi a visa.

According to the producer, the porno actress will be coming to Indonesia anyway, it’s just that her journey had some delays.

Maria Ozawa’s mother is Japanese and her father is French-Canadian.

Birthdate: January 8, 1986 (1986-01-08) (age 23)

Birth location: Hokkaidō, Japan

bron: www.spitsnieuws.nl, www.wikipedia.org, www.mixedasians.com, muka-aneh.blogspot.com

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Levi Johnston will pose in Playgirl

Bristol Palin’s baby daddy Levi Johnston says he’s going to drop his pants for Playgirl.”Team Levi is in the process of preparing for his Playgirl appearance,” his lawyer Rex Butler told Usmagazine.com. “He is in the gym six days a week for the next three weeks.An insider qualified it as the worst decision he could have made because Playgirl magazine — on life-support and barely making it day-to-day–  being out of print all they have is online, and some of the worst photographers in the business.

In the behind the scenes video at VF.com, his “adviser” teases him about the Playgirl shoot asking if he’s someone who would regret showing an underequipped “Johnson” (with no sense of irony) or would require an extra fold-out to display his “Johnson.” Levi’s demure response is not encouraging.

Next Stop…Porno?

Friday, October 2, 2009

FKK auf Ada Bojana

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Das FKK- Feriendorf ADA liegt einsam auf einer eigenen Insel an der Mündung des Bojana- Flusses. Zum 4 km langen, feinen Sandstrand sind es ca. 100 m. Die ca. 600 Hektar grosse Insel ist nur durch eine Brücke mit dem Festland verbunden. Das Zentrum von Ulcinj ist ca. 12 km entfernt.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Stripped

Two years after we broke up, I finally understood why we did. The road to enlightenment involved stripping off the bandage I’ve applied and protected over the years, and digging my fingers deep into the wound.

It was actually pretty simple. I wasn’t physically attractive enough. Others would argue, but to each his own cup of tea I say, and all that. But there, I’ve said it. Delicately. In more specific terms, it means (inhale) my breasts were not symmetrical enough not firm not high enough not crowned with the requisite nipples and my belly wasn’t flat and tight and smooth enough and my skin wasn’t taut enough, enough, (exhale) I just wasn’t visually stimulating enough. I wasn’t enough for him.

Dissecting the carcass of our relationship and trawling through our 3.5-year history, I realized he was even more visually-oriented than most men. Though I never witnessed instances of ogling women in public, I do remember noticing a general tendency to be stimulated visually, along with FHM magazines and porn; the latter two once innocuous details now challenging my liberal beliefs. But what cuts deeply are memories of his disappointment, and the unspoken dissatisfaction hidden behind factual observations of missing nipples, or the less than white and smooth shaved armpits, or the wrinkled belly. I glossed over these subtleties, because they had no place in that hallowed mystery called true love. Fast-forward to the tail-end of our relationship and THAT conversation. I suppose there’s just no politically correct way to communicate a problem of physical/sexual inadequacy except to lay it out brutally. I swallowed the continuous apologies, woke up in the middle of the night and regurgitated the evening’s dinner.

Now I realize, with razor-sharp clarity, that they were dealbreakers. This finally hit me when I saw his fiancee’s picture recently. I felt like a deflated old tire that’s been discarded for a new one. My brother’s candid observation of said new tire summed it in 2 sentences: “Sis, she’s prettier than you. The type a talent scout would approach.” My sister gave a slightly more loyal comment: “Well sis, she is shorter than you.” Neither would know the existence of that universe of pain I carried around, or the private humiliation I never had the courage to put into words till now. My rational mind struggles with the warped reality that I am not the problem, and yet, I was the problem. It’s been two years, but the memories of shame, embarrassment and insecurity that never strayed far from my consciousness crept back up. I let it flow and burn my insides, then resume the solitary task of picking up the broken pieces of myself.

It is human nature to hope and subconsciously expect that all stories eventually have a justified and fair ending. Hollywood reaffirms it. So two years post-breakup, I was still waiting for mine. After all, I had already endured a case of infidelity, the admittance of dissatisfaction over our sexual relationship, and the several suicidal threats against the backdrop of his depression during the last months of our relationship. My own agony was but a footnote to the nobler task of ensuring his survival during those dark days. But the recent news of his engagement rattled my long-held belief that one day, just like in the movies, he would wake up, snap out of it, and return to me with knees bent begging for forgiveness. But still I stubbornly held on. Surely I am entitled to atonement, for he owes me his very own life? And so I waited. And chalked up everything, including sexual disinterest, to his clinical depression — that bandage that I’ve tenaciously protected with all I have. Because the alternative theory, that my physical inadequacy was the problem was just too emotionally debilitating to absorb. I wish this painful truth had just been lost in the archives of our history and never surfaced. Unfortunately, here I am, bandage gone, wound exposed, gutted and twisting in the wind. I feel like a soldier naked and without arms in a battlefield. For what possible excuse or defense could I conjure against such an attack to protect my fragile sense of self? My dignity in shreds, I was already annihilated and decimated before the fight even began. The only thing left to do is gather the courage from surviving this painful truth and burn my hopes for justice and atonement.

I gave him too little credit. He understood his dark side, struggled with it and in the end, had to give in to who he really is. May I be forgiven for wishing him a life of eternal unhappiness.