For anyone following this blog closely you’ll know i have a thing about nudity. I like to get naked. It’s fun. It’s comfortable. It’s natural.
I enjoyed being naked from a relatively young age. Part of the reason i became a life model was to help prove to people that i was serious about nudity and prepared to get naked and not just talk about it. The 20 years as life model also built a serious appreciation of the nude figure in art. I built that nudity into my photography. A theme i use in my photography is how we are forced to hide our bodies away, sometimes by photographing myself in out of the way places or in derelict buildings.
This photograph was taken on a day out in July on my birthday. I took a trip to the seaside town of Scarborough in Yorkshire. Despite the fact that nudity in public is perfectly legal, if you try and strip off on a beach that’s not designated as clothing optional you’ll almost certainly have people complain, maybe even become aggressive. You’ll almost certainly also have the police called if you fail to cover up.
All those risks for not breaking any laws? Really? Is it worth it?
I had to walk a long way out to find a place alone where i could strip off for a while and just enjoy the freedom without harassment. You can see Scarborough in the distance.
For me, a photograph like this represents the absurdity of the way many in society treat the human body as if it’s something dangerous, disgusting, perverted.
It represents how we are so often forced to be on the outside looking in.