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An artist always needs a muse. Sometimes it is a tenuous relationship. It can be volatile, sometimes explosive, characterized by unexpected change, and exciting as well as boring at the same time. Sometimes names will be changed to protect the innocent. Notes in this journal can be fact or fiction and you have to decide what is truth or fiction. The author takes no responsibility for your interpretation, misinterpretation, nightmares, daydreams or flashbacks. I am not here to intentionally piss you off, so please don't be offended by my responses to post, as they tend to be forthright and honest. Just personal writings and images in an artist journal.
My muse is Venus, she is every woman or any woman, comes in all shapes, sizes, demeanors and has been fickled many times before. I still worship her no matter the consequence. Passion for her and how I see her is what my work is about. I am one of the few who gets to do what it is in life that he really wants to do.
I make art, I think it is erotic and it is about the woman that I love, Venus.
All the images, artwork and text are my own and are copyrighted.
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Into the New Year
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Posted:Jan 2, 2007 9:05 am
Last Updated:Jan 14, 2007 2:43 pm
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The last thing that I did in 2006 was attend a lifestyle event. Was more of a voyeuristic adventure than anything. I slipped my hand into a few pussies, sucked some big titties, watched some pussies get eaten and some cocks sucked. Didn't have to stand with my cock in my hand as I did have something to bring to the smorgasboard sex table. Here is her version of the evening.
plain vanilla! you're kidding right?
wishing you a happy, healthy and prosperous new year
too!
here's the scoop if you want a laugh:
wasn't sure quite what to expect, did not really hit
me where i was until i got all dressed (long, sexy,
easy on/off!!!), make-up, hose (garter kind) and
heels! went down to the party and all was quite
normal, found a big chair to share and take it all in
(much gulping of a few sea breezes helped) first
contest: women dancing to see who collected most
one's. was interesting w/ lap dances, pretty much like
a strip club i watched and donated my dollars...men's
turn, just so happens my friend use to dance in an all
male review! (he's in good shape for 52) guess who won
that contest?!! next contest was choc. covered banana
blow job contest--didn't participate in that either!
fun to watch though. then of course the obligatory
gift exchange.
talked with a few folks @ the party-all in the
"lifestyle" min 2 yrs.
one couple stands out & buddies up with us, i dance
with her & her arms are around me--but the one thing
they (the group) stress is "no is no" and its not
personal, but preference. in that aspect people were
very mellow, respectful, generally cool. at first i
thought there would be lots of "beautiful people"
there, i think we were them!! got lots of compliments.
some folks there you just would not want to see naked,
but being non-judgemental is another reason it works.
some folks start heading upstairs....we go to our room
and leave the door open, just hanging out, drinking,
chatting. the couples playroom is like 2 doors down,
so i tell my friend go check it out and tell me. he
comes back to our room and shoos every out and says
the action is down the hall.
very reluctantly i walk down there and look in...kinda
like a mini orgy
if you ask me! like 2-4 people on the far bed. now my
friend pretty much pushes me from behind up to the
empty bed, sat down, don't remember the exact
sequence, but the girl i danced with was right in
front of me. she was down on another girl when we
first walked in cause all i saw was her ass in the
air! she comes over and asks "is this cool with you
girl?" @ this point what do you say except yes! my
legs get pulled out, i slide across the bed, i think
we kissed some, she had really nice tits! then her
head is between my legs, don't think she ever came up
for air! it felt pretty good though, strong suction
power!! it also seemed to last for ever as there were
more and more folks coming into the play room! i
remember right away pulling my friend from behind me
close (so no one else would be there when i looked
up!)
start sucking on him- again, not ready for any one
else @ this point!!
do you believe this??? maybe it was a dream/nightmare?
there were just too many folks for the first time!
even my friend (mr, virile horn-toad) said he had a
bit of a performance problem.
so, next its my turn on her....its interesting, didn't
really love it like she did, but didn't hate it
either! while i was on her Dread Pirate Randolph had me from behind,
which is good cause i really didn't want anyone else
back there!
he brought a big box of condoms, but only his hands
eneterd a few snatches! sucked on a few titties too,
was cool with that.
i think that was pretty much it. we cruised around for
a while and saw some pretty interesting sights! went
downstairs again, then crashed around 3:00 am. in
hindsight i am sure just another girl or even just
another couple would have been better the first time!
yes...that would be referred to as branching out all
right!
have you guys ever been to trapeze? or any other
clubs/groups like that? just curious what's out there,
not too sure its my scene though!
anyway, hope you guys had a great holiday season and
wishing all the very best for you in '07!
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The Cliticals
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Posted:Dec 28, 2006 9:38 am
Last Updated:Jan 4, 2007 4:27 pm
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C'mon now don't you really miss the Clitical's?
Stay tuned they may be coming to a reality TV show in your area soon.
Sandy and Dee on TV.
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Deviant Behavior
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Posted:Dec 8, 2006 4:14 pm
Last Updated:Jan 4, 2007 4:28 pm
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I had a hard on most of the afternoon thinking of the e-mail that I recieved. It said bring the duct tape, clothespins and your rope friday night. I had planned to stay home this weekend however deviant thoughts crossed my mind and made me horny. Ever since I was a I had fantasies of women tied up in my basement. We didn't even have a basement in Florida, but as a young boy I had thoughts of being powerful and enslaving women and having my pleasure with them at will and satisfying all my carnal knowledge. I made the two hour drive, got the key from under the pot and went in. No one home but the cats. I grabbed a beer and found a pork roast in the fridge. I seasoned it and put it on at 350 degrees for fourty five minutes. Garlic smashed potatoes and brocolli with cheese would be our supper. I will feed my little slave girl first before I abuse her and make her squirt fluids in her living room. I had found red duct tape at the Kroger but no clothespins. I might have to look for those at Home Depot or a flea market next time. I did bring my rope and my cat-o-ninetails that I made as well as a african fly wisk which is soft and tittilating. A little pain a lot of pleasure. Since I couldn't find the clothespins I substituted metal binder clips that were in the office supply section and I don't really know yet weather they will be to abusive yet, until I try them out. Last time I had some huge clamps that I attached to her labia but they were too heavy,big and bulky and strecthed her labia almost to her knees. My dick is hard as I anticipate her arrival. She has some large ladies tools that I will be using on her while I tie her up. NAKED KINKI FRIDAY NIGHT. I WILL POST THESE RESULTING PHOTOS LATER. Until then eat more pussy.
Guess who had clothespins.
The Dread Pirate Randolph
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My 100th post
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Posted:Nov 26, 2006 7:58 pm
Last Updated:Jan 11, 2007 5:15 pm
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This image is of Sapelo Venus. She resides in the pool at the R.J. Reynolds Mansion on Sapelo Island,which is a barrier island off the coast of Georgia. I stayed in room 24 last weekend. It was large, sumptuous, a beautiful glass blocked bathroom, the food was great, 9 meals of home cooking over three days, the only problem was I was alone. It would have been most excellent if someone would have come with me. Ces la Vie.
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Lately
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Posted:Nov 20, 2006 7:16 pm
Last Updated:Nov 25, 2006 4:47 pm
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I got the blues
the no reason blues
had three meals
a day for three days
nothing in
the freezer blues
no reason blues
won't get off
my back blues
straight razor
totin stabbed
in the back blues
grin at you
then stab you blues
smile & stab blues
can trust your
colleague blues
had 3 squares
a day blues
go back 2 work blues
working with asshole blues
wishing mean thing blues
i got the blues
pushing off
the suicidal blues
moody blues
thing r not as bad
as they seem blues
i need to go surfing blues
wash away all the blues
with a salt water cleanse
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Scorpio Tendencies
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Posted:Nov 2, 2006 3:55 pm
Last Updated:Nov 20, 2006 10:01 am
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On occacion I have these SCORPIO tendencies to be vengeful, spiteful, dirty, wicked mean, and nasty. Although I do use them in constructive positive ways and that is the creative side of me.
Anybody else feel this way or is it just me?
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OK Now U Know
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Posted:Oct 31, 2006 3:55 pm
Last Updated:Jan 28, 2007 7:47 pm
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I am moody and I have been neglecting you all, sorry. Busy with lots to do and I am getting close to 100 post.
What would you like to know about me personally? Maybe I can divulge some deep dark secret for you
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ERUDITE
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Posted:Oct 21, 2006 1:49 pm
Last Updated:Oct 29, 2006 6:58 am
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Is a wonderful description of myself at the time of my birth, erudition, erudisist. Sometimes seen as rude, sometimes seen as extensive knowledge aquired chiefly from books, profound, to instruct, possessing or displaying erudition learned as a scholar. Happy birtday to me.
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Vivid Dreams and Food
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Posted:Oct 10, 2006 11:28 am
Last Updated:Nov 6, 2006 1:52 pm
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Does food affect your dreams?
Last night before going to bed I was reading a Taschen published book on Erotic Art and decided I would eat something before I went to bed. There was some leftovers from Sunday lunch from Pueblos restaurant. A chile cheese covered chicken burrito, a stuffed pepper, and some rice and re-refried beans. It was delicious nuked in the microwave and I ate contentedly and decided to read a little of de Sade's Justine before retiring. Justine had been lashed, buggered and fucked by monks and it was 1:00 am and time for bed. I had to get up at 7:00.
I dreamed that I was at the scene of a robbery in which a murder was taking place. A guy looking like Tom Berringer was robbing a store gas station which seemed to be on a bayou. The large fat guy who he had shot was sitting in an office reclining chair on wheels leaning way back and continuing to stuff his face eating something greasy and fried, underneath the desk near to where he sat a huge pool of blood was creeping out. It was time to flee and I was aware that I was fleeing with Tom. It seemed as if we were in a war zone, not unlike Bagdad, however it was Miami. It was here that a split occured and I appeared at Toms house as his wife's lover. She wanted me to hide as she knew he was coming home. I his in a closet for a while and he came home. I was in his bedroom. there were twin beds, his wife lying in one. I was on the floor as he was coming down the hall I could see his shadow but I couldn't get underneath his bed as I struggled to slid under he walked in. There was no repercusions for being caught with his wife and we discussed how to get the ham which was as large as a pig into the oven. I sugessted that we cut it in half. We put half the ham in the oven.
I am on the bullet train. The Shin-Kan-Sen as it is called in Japan. A train that goes 200 miles per hour. There is a car speeding beside the bullet train, a BMW suv with a hanging off the back, I yell to the woman from inside the speeding bullet train that her is hanging off the back. She ignores me.
I am in a vehicle, it is dark and I am approaching an intersection with a roadblock and militia of some sort. They begin to shoot at me as I speed through the intersection. I arrive at a Sushi restaurant, it is all gleaming stainless steel, my dead mother owns it. I sample the tasty seaweed salad before inviting a woman and her to sit with me for dinner.
I wake it is seven o'clock and think "my what a strange dream".
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Down & Out N Exile Georgia
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Posted:Oct 3, 2006 4:58 pm
Last Updated:Oct 15, 2006 8:07 am
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Busted
Disgusted
Broke
Bills R Paid
Always
Goal Oriented
Just no money
for groceries
entertainment
or discretionary
fun money
no money
no honey
and then there
is always a
Jody
Jody is waitin
at the back door
as soon as your
outa sight
he slips in the
back door
Jody wants
that woman
he's seen
you with
Jody is
smooth
sauve &
sophisticated
Jody always says
the right thing
just the thing
your baby wants
& needs to hear
doesn't matter
if it's true
U just didn't
say it
Jody is waitin
at the backdoor
Jody has a
pocket full
of cash
Jody is smooth
Jody got a fine ride
Jody got a place
on the lake
he'll take U 2
Go ahead Jody
take what U want
Go ahead Jody
take what U need
I'll never B a Jody
Won't take whats
not mine
Won't step on
another mans toes
like Jody
Just ain't right
Jody just ain't right
Careful Jody we've
found you before
slumped in an
alley clutching
your throat
Columbian
NeckTie
Just ain't right Jody
just ain't right
Everybodies
known a Jody
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Not Feeling Well
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Posted:Sep 30, 2006 12:47 pm
Last Updated:Oct 6, 2006 9:10 am
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I have a bug of some sort. Congestion, coughing, yech. It makes it difficult sexually when you can't breathe well. My index finger up her ass and my thumb in her pussy with my mouth sucking her large clit sufficed. Whipping her ass with my new nine tail while she used her large wand to bring herself to completion. Looking for another woman to come eat her pussy, while I lash you both.
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Visits in My Sleep
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Posted:Sep 28, 2006 7:35 pm
Last Updated:Oct 21, 2006 11:05 pm
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On occasion
you still visit
an interuption
to my sleep
the mere site
of you jars me
wide awake
as if I had the
worst nightmare
beautiful as u r
your image
repulses me
awake with
a sickening
feeling
contemptuous
nauseousness
more often
figurative
than literal
I hope it's
not the same
4 you
as it is
4 me
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