Tunick in Norway

Spencer Tunick has recently undertaken another photoshoot in Bodo, Norway.

Apparently the town has around 55,000 inhabitants, is situated in the north of the country and, looking at the map, appears to be isolated enough to ensure that not too many people will have arrived from elsewhere to participate. For example, Norway’s capital, Oslo, is 1200 kms away, and Tromso, the only other major sized conurbation, is 500kms, and an eight hour drive, away.

So…it rather seems like the participants for this shoot are almost exclusively likely to be from Bodo itself.

In a town of 55,000, the chances are that you either knew someone in the shoot, or knew someone who knew someone in the shoot.

Naturism is, I think, often best undertaken amongst ‘strangers’. I’ve said this before, but it feels more relaxed amongst strangers (who often become good friends) than it would amongst friends and neighbours. Think for a moment : if your own street were to be invited to stage a Tunick shoot, would you be comfortable getting naked with your next door neighbour or Mr. Jones or Mrs Smith from across the way? I think it would be difficult. I wouldn’t really like to be going into the post office the next week having had my photo(s) splashed all over the local newspaper.

Of course, if I lived in an exclusively naturist town or village where we all routinely existed naked, I’d have a different view, seeing everyone naked every day, and indeed I do have a number of friends in Spain who I’ve never seen clothed!

So kudos goes to the people of Bodo who created another lovely Tunick shoot.


Naked with a chair

The ‘Naked’ sim isn’t one I visit regularly. I’ve nothing against it, it’s beautiful, but hitherto I’ve based myself around the now changing Eden Naturopolis.

One of the lovely elements of it is an art display called ‘Naked with a chair’, and numerous avatars have posed accordingly and their photos are on display. There’s also a little photographic area where you can do your own photo (with a limited number of poses) and so I’ve despatched several SL friends to pose accordingly, with the results shown below.

‘Naked with a chair’ has been a longstanding prop for photographers.

SL’s ‘Naked with a chair’ is the work of Mind Carlberg, and turns up in the destination guide to SL, as well as being the first search hit on Google when typing in ‘naked with a chair’.




New Firestorm version : same old mesh body issues

A new version of Firestorm has been released, but the same old issues remain for me… 😦

My mesh (Tonic) body in SL viewer. Works perfectly!

My mesh body in the new (and previous) versions of Firestorm. Horrible shadings appear throughout.


I’ve no idea what the problem is, it has to be Firestorm itself, or my graphic settings. Either way, I prefer Firestorm as a platform and my relatively new mesh body. So neither is working for me as I’d hoped they would. Either sort it, Firestorm, or someone please explain if I can fix the issue myself so I can use my mesh body within Firestorm.



The Wasteland

April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.
                                                                                                                                                                                    (TS Eliot : The Wasteland (opening) )
changed, changed utterly:   
A terrible beauty is born.
                                                                                                                                                                                    (WB Yeats, Easter 1916)
Wow! It seems like you can’t take your eye off the SL ball for a second! In recent weeks I’ve been underwhelmed by SL, and not posting or logging in much (all of this a reaction to recent illness and a reappraisal of life itself as a result).

On my return, I’ve found that Brenda and Elbag seem to have sold the Eden Estate  and it’s now owned by Loretta String.

I know the mechanics of SL have probably required a lot of stuff to be non-transferrable (a bug bear of mine since I started in SL because, if I can give clothes away to friends in RL, why have I never been able to do that in SL with many of the items?) but Eden now resembles a wasteland…

Above (top photo) you can see the road leading to the airport (still intact, oddly enough) end abruptly. The entire hub section has disappeared, and much else in Eden besides. The old landmarks, Naked Dreams, a lot of everything!!

I don’t want to be too harsh, since this change has only happened in the past couple of weeks, and rebuilding/rejuvenation will take time, but…wow!!! It looks like some sort of pixellated nuclear war has taken place.

I’ve no idea if it’s coincidental, but many of the islands are now uninhabited. It feels like a mass exodus in some locations! Howie’s home remains intact, and I messaged him to find out his plans, which are to sit tight until the rent is up for renewal and assess his options then because (a) he hasn’t a clue how to renew rent right now and (b) suspects that there will be a rent rise as a result (‘as in real life, so it is in Second Life when new owners appear. I’m not expecting a rental reduction, put it like that’ was his response)

The jewel in the crown of SL naturism…denuded, if you’ll forgive me that description 😦


Family naturism

Apart from my youngest, my children don’t really go much for lots of cuddles anymore, feeling too ‘grown up’ for that ‘yucky kissing’ thing I and their Dad do (pretty much daily in front of them, lol) but as Howie’s home has a new swimming pool, complete with parent/child poses, I decided I’d pose accordingly.

There may be those who baulk at the notion of a naked (pixel drawn) child in the photos, but I’m of an opinion that I’m fed up having my naturism held hostage to the actions and perverted mindsets of a few individuals who’ve altered an entire perception of naturism, as if children aren’t part of the agenda. Of course children, and family orientated naturism, are core to the lifestyle.

Without children being involved in naturism it could be argued that the new, happy, well-adjusted and safe ‘next generation’ of naturists will wither (see below), and that we -naturists- would face some sort of existential crisis as a result.

British Naturism (see their recent tweet above) appear to agree with me.

We’ve always been blasé about our nudity around the home and on holiday, have always used the proper words for parts of the body, and the children are growing with an acceptance of their own, ours and others nakedness. Piercings, depilation or pubic hair doesn’t really interest them one iota any longer. Things just are what they are.

I don’t intend to make naturist children ‘a thing’ within the blog (incidentally, the avi undertaking the role of ‘my daughter’ is an alt of mine, there’s no age-play involved here) and I won’t be posting photos of real life naturist children. But I am going to move forward on the basis that we must begin to reposition them, in a theoretical sense, within naturism. To keep reminding people that they are there, they are happy and well adjusted, that they’re the next generation and that, despite their relative invisibility (even in text form, not even photographic form) in naturist websites and blogs, we have to remember that they’re there, and that it’s by immersing them in naturism at a young age that we will ensure healthy, rounded teenagers and adolescents, less curious about what the other sex looks like and thus less likely to be indulging in some of the more dangerous rites of passage of teenage (unprotected sex, teenage pregnancy and so on).

I expect some readers will disagree with the view that we must make children and families more ‘visible’ (purely in a textual sense, not photographed). But I feel that I’m swimming with the tide here, if the likes of British Naturism are also gently reminding us of the many benefits to be gained by introducing children to the lifestyle.




New clothes

Thank goodness for the Fab Free Cart Sale!

I’ve fallen into a bit of a disinterest in SL recently and have contemplated calling it a day with the blog, but a bit of retail therapy at The Wash (Fab Free HQ in SL) has bumped me out of that! 🙂

While not ‘naturist’, the items bought harken back to the early days of the blog when posts would regularly be peppered with what I called ‘the naturist wardrobe’, that is, clothing items that would have fitted in with my naturist holidays.

I’ve picked up a lovely boho outfit (L$10) as seen in the top photo, and that sort of long, flowing skirt and minimal top is the sort of thing I would wear to restaurants. The bottom photo features a similar boho styled skirt, not really focused on for the photo, but I’ve paired it with a loose, lacy and see-thru top. Where I holiday, some restaurants might have no issues with such clothing in the evenings, others might have a rather more strict dress code, so it’s not the sort of thing I would necessarily wear out to an evening meal, but something I would throw over me if we take ourselves off the beach and into a beach bar for a light, tapas lunch.I’m hoping that the chance to wear/show off my new purchases is the starting point for a reinvigorated SL!


Enid Blyton’s Naked Tennis

I picked up a story in today’s UK ‘Mail on Sunday’, relating to children’s author Enid Blyton. Everyone in the UK will be aware of the books she wrote, including series of them about ‘Noddy‘, the Famous Five and the Secret Seven. 

Many of the tales are related to little gangs of children from privileged backgrounds, all at boarding schools and getting up to all manner of ‘larks’, and in the Secret Seven I suppose there’s almost a blueprint for ‘Scooby Too’, in that many mysteries get solved.

I don’t imagine Blyton will have too much of a reputation beyond the UK, and with the progression of time the attitudes in her books have been branded (rightly so) as both racist and sexist. Some feature a ‘golliwog’ – ‘wog’ being a historical racist term of abuse in the UK.

Examples of ‘golliwogs’

Of course, Blyton didn’t invent the golliwog. Credit(?) for that has to go to Florence Kate Upton, who was writing books 40-50 years prior to Blyton. How much of Blyton’s racism was real, and how much of it was the times she lived in is hard to guess, but what’s clear is that the attitudes don’t belong in the 21st century, as they shouldn’t in the 20th, 19th or prior.

An example might be in Blyton’s book Mister Meddles Muddles, with text such as “Go to the kitchen,” said his aunt, angrily. “You are not fit to be here with us. You need to be taught more manners than the little black children. I am really ashamed of you, Meddle.” or“Now, there’s a very nicely behaved nephew of yours,” everyone said to Aunt Jemima. “You must be proud of him. If only we could have the little black children in far-off countries brought up like Meddle, what a wonderful thing it would be!”


What interested me about the story reported today was her attitudes, from the plain awful -indifference towards her children- to the ‘outrageous’ (for the times…an affair with a married man, a lesbian crush) to the forward thinking -naked tennis. Yes, naked tennis.

I know it’s not much of a unique thing these days in the culture of naturism, with many clubs having their own tennis courts or miniten (a cut down version where space is at a premium in naturist grounds) and the internet is certainly awash with pictorial evidence of naked tennis being played, but back in the 1920s/30s such behaviour, particularly beyond the then growing naturist culture and lifestyle, would have been to court outrage.

Anyway, here’s a few photos of a more familiar naked tennis almost a century after Blyton, with our model Abbey even managing to do a bit of it herself in SL.