Debuting David from San Diego

Anders returns to shooting, featuring SanDiegoNaturist - David!

David faces a bright window with shutters thrown open. His back muscles flex as the light wraps warmly around him. He wears nothing except a black thong, its wide black waistband framing.
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David, aka @SanDiegoNaturist was a case of right place, right time.

Life has a way of keeping you busy and distracted. A new job means working hard to impress new bosses. Living in a new town means making new friends while keeping up with old ones. A newly retired partner means wanting to make the most out of the time off you have together.

And somewhere along the way, art (and scratching the creative itch) becomes an easy thing to put on the back burner. Then a nearby shelf. Perhaps into a cupboard. Then the garage. Eventually, to the attic.

The world gets chaotic. Social media gets depressing. And you can find yourself just getting quieter and quieter until you realize you've been completely silent.

We look over David's shoulder as he unbuttons a crisp white dress shirt while looking at himself in a mirror.
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So the universe sent David.

He happened to be in Palm Springs on just the right weekend. I blocked off some time on the calendar, started charging up my batteries (both literally and spiritually), and decided it was time to pick up the camera again.

We had some great conversation, shared a few laughs, and genuinely enjoyed the shoot. It had been a minute for me since I'd last been behind the camera, so we kept things relaxed. David graciously agreed to keep expectations low... just in case I'd forgotten how to do this.

David lies in an unkept bed, soft light crossing his chest and tattoo-adorned muscles among the soft bedding.
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David lies on his stomach in bed, black briefs hugging his body as he looks toward the soft light of the window.
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Luckily we found our groove and am thrilled with the results!

Does this mean I'll suddenly be booking shoots every weekend? Probably not – but the seal has been broken. The camera feels a little less intimidating, the creative itch has been scratched, and the prospect of doing it again feels easier.

Sometimes that's enough.