The Aging Nude

There will be nudes ahead…

I know how he feels.

I have a few nude photos from when I was young. I wish I had more. They bring back memories, of strength and impetuosity, sensuality and sexuality. Most of my modeling was done for art classes. I only managed to snag a couple of drawings. Thousands of photos and drawings had me as the subject but I was young and silly didn’t think I’d want to preserve them. Some were intentionally erotic, 99% were not.

Some photography from my college modeling days.

I am old enough to know that the assets of youth are no longer mine. The assets of age (such as they are) are now mine. One must accept the cards one is dealt, even as one tries to improve one’s hand in the draw.

There is a lot of nonsense about how nudists aren’t supposed to think of bodies as being more or less attractive, that somehow we lose our sense of aesthetics when it comes to the human form. All bodies are “good.” That doesn’t mean they are equally functional nor does it mean they are equally aesthetic. The notion that some bodies are more attractive than others is deeply rooted in our genes.