Copyright © 1993,2001 by Dennette@WiZ-WORX.com
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Every hour of every day, innocent young women around the world are violated by someone they trusted. Often it begins innocently enough; posing for some pictures in the park with her friends teasing her off-camera.
As one who was quite the ladies' man in his youth, I am able to say from experience that it is easier than most people think to get a woman to take her clothes off in front of a camera. Most are willing to do it because of trust. However, once they are undressed, they are most vulnerable to sexual overtures, and least prepared to resist them.
Most seductions of this kind occur over a period of a few days or weeks. Sometimes, they can happen in a few hours. Yes, to my eternal shame, I must admit that I have had sexual relations with strange women the same day that I met them. If you don't want this to happen to your daughter (or to yourself), then keep reading.
The first thing to do is understand the steps to a successful seduction. To explain them, I will speak from the viewpoint of a man explaining the secrets to another man. You will thereby understand both the strategy and the tactics behind the assault on a woman's chastity. Remember, I'm not advocating or condoning the methods I will describe, but forewarned is forearmed.
How do you seduce a girl? First, you introduce yourself and try to get her attention. Nothing gets a woman's attention faster than a camera. Offer to take her picture for free, right there on the spot, and she'll tell you her name and telephone number so that you can meet again to give her the prints. This is what you call a no-brainer.
So, your daughter meets a young man in the park one day. He has a camera, and he's taking pictures of flowers, or a close-up of the bark of a tree. If she approaches him, he'll ignore her at first, because he's concentrating on his work. He's using a tripod, and she asks him what he is doing. He reaches into a portfolio, pulls out some photographs of flowers and close-ups of tree bark. He gives them to her with the casual air that says, "I'm busy right now ... why don't you just look at the pretty pictures and leave me alone for a while?" When he seems to be finished, he asks her if she would like to look through the view finder.
Then he begins to really notice her, and starts to compliment her on how the colors in her dress match her eyes, or that her hair is cut or colored in an attractive way. She agrees to let him take some pictures of her, just to help finish the roll he has been shooting.
He shows her some of his portraits. They are photographs of couples, and some of them appear to be nude, but you can't see any of the "naughty bits", and besides, they are married. He tells her that this was a non-traditional kind of wedding portrait, and that he had a standard package price for three framed prints; one for the couple, and one for each of their parents.
He asks her again if he can photograph her, describing the contrast between the roughness of the tree's bark and her silky, smooth, flawless complexion. "It would be such a shame to waste the film. And if you come back to this spot at the same time tomorrow, I'll give you the best prints."
The next day, the young man (maybe her own age, but so much more mature) was back with the pictures. She didn't realize just how pretty she looked from some angles, because she could not see herself that way in a mirror. He tells her that she has the potential to earn money as a professional model. It sounds like money for nothing.
He shows her some other photographs in his portfolio, and she recognizes some of her friends. She agrees to pose for some more pictures, this time in his "studio" (the spare bedroom, the basement, or a garage). She goes with a friend, and he photographs them alone and as a pair, like the glamour photos in the cosmetic and fashion advertisements.
She goes back with her friend the next day to see the pictures, and they are even better than the ones in the park. He tells her that she is a "natural beauty", and arranges to do more, in color this time. She should come alone, and wear a bathing suit or tank-top under her outfit. He shows her some of the "faux-nudes".
The photographer tells your daughter about the different kinds of nudes.
You got your full-nude, your semi-nude, and yourfaux-nude.
Your full-nude is without a stitch, just like Eve in the Garden of Eden before she ate the Forbidden Fruit of the Tree of Knowledge and became ashamed of being naked ... Michaelangelo's statue of David is whatchacall your "full-frontal" nudity.
Your semi-nude is not wearing any clothes, or they are bare from the waist up, but you can't see the "naughty bits"... that's why Adam and Eve wear fig leaves in paintings. It's like if you take off your top half and keep the nipples covered, whatchacall your "full-backal" nudity. You see that on magazine covers in supermarket check-out lines all the time.
It's like on TV now, when a guy gets out of bed in the morning, and he goes to the bathroom, and you see him from behind ... he's bare-butt naked, but that's all you see. That's another kind of semi-nude.
Then there's your National Geographic semi-nudes, where the women all wear nothing above their skirts except jewelry, and carry their babies around on their hips and suckle them in public. For them, it's natural, but then, they're heathen savages who haven't been Saved yet. After they get civilized (baptized in the Name of the Lord), they'll start to cover their breasts in public, like Good Girls should.
The point is, your semi-nude is acceptable on your parent's coffee table because it's "educational", not "smut" ... It all depends on how you define "naughty bits".
Now your faux-nude (false-nude) is an artistically clever piece of deception - make a person look nude or semi-nude when actually they are just bare-shouldered. The more exposed skin you see, the less clothing you assume.
Here is a photograph of a couple - they look like they might be nude, but they have just removed their shirts, and the woman has removed the straps of her over-shoulder-boulder-holder.
The photographer shows your daughter how this portrait is flawed by the fact that the strap marks are still visible in the skin of her shoulder. Would she be willing to pose for some, so he can use one as an example for attracting customers, and to help her get modeling jobs? He tells her that she look under 18, so he won't ask her to do nudes unless her parents sign a release.
He tells her that he'd like to have a better example of how good he is at making the faux-nudes. Flattery and the thoughts of fame and money drive thoughts of caution from your daughter's head. She's a Big Girl now, and doesn't have to ask permission to do something like this anymore.
She's a Good Girl. She's been away at college for three months now, but she still goes to church every Sunday. It's like he said, there's nothing wrong with nudes in themselves, it's what other people think when they see them. Besides, he's offering $10 for an hour in front of the camera - money for nothing.
And those faux-nudes ... shoot, that would be a Real Kick, to have a picture of yourself that looks a innocent as Mother Eve in the Garden of Eden, or like a wicked harlot, but to keep your clothes on. It's all just an illusion, what your mind reads into it when they see it because they don't have enough information, and you fill in the blanks with more blanks.
She thinks about coming home for the holidays with these pictures that she'd only show to her best friends ... never to her parents, what would they think! Well, to her friends, because that's what they will think, and she'll tell some that it's fake, and others she'll allow to think that she was braver than they could ever be ... Oh, it must have been So Exciting, I could never do anything like that!
She comes alone, and he asks her to loosen or remove the straps under her blouse. He explains that it will take 20 minutes for the marks to smooth out, so they will do the first roll as posses with the outfit especially selected for a revealing neckline.
When they finish the first roll, she takes off her blouse and they do the faux-nude poses, arms crossed, arms clutching neck, arms above head. It's just like the other sessions. He's been a perfect gentleman - he's turned his back when needed, and he's never tried to "sneak a peek". [See Eva K: Too young for nudes.]
Maybe this session is outdoors, during the summer, in a park, where the "natural" look will add verisimilitude to the faux-nude. He'll asked her to wear a bikini, and just pull the straps off of her shoulders. Maybe he'll have a fish-net shawl for a prop, so you'll see lots of bare skin, but not the bikini, because of shadows and how she's posed. And it will all be in the public park, right by the bridle path, and there will be people passing by all of the time, so she'll be safe, and he won't ask her to expose herself too much or they might get arrested.
[footnote] She may bring a friend instead of coming alone, or she may still appear uncomfortable alone with him. If that happens, he'll go through the motions without any film in the camera, or that the film got ruined by the processing lab, or that he had an accident in the darkroom ... beware of claims that film was ruined as an excuse to get you alone!
Because of the weather, they can't do it over again in time for him to exhibit, or give to this modeling agent friend who's passing through town from the Big City. If she trusts him now, she'll suggest they can do some bikini shots in the studio, and this time she'll come alone because of the timing. [/footnote]
She comes back to look at the color slides, alone, in the evening. He has the projector and screen set up in the living room. He sits beside her on the sofa in the darkened room while operating the projector with a remote-control unit. He lavishes her with praise, pointing out how this pose was better than when they did it before, the light and shadow, her expressions, it just gets better every time he works with her.
Then he starts to point out how this shot would have been the best, but the strap was showing, or when she crossed her arms, she didn't cover the top of the undergarment, and it was not a true faux-nude. He shows her more photographs of women who are really, semi-nude, and since they've kept themselves covered, there are no straps to get in the way, and they look like faux-nudes.
Does she trust him enough to try another session, this time without a top? She would keep her skirt on, as she had in this session, of course. Riiiight! O.K., mothers and fathers, I think you know what's going to happen next.
So, why will women agree to pose in the nude, anyway? Because they want to. (Hey, did you graduate from third grade yet?) O.K., but why do women want to pose nude? I know why they did twenty years ago, in the 1970's, and it probably was the same hundreds of years ago. There are two reasons, "art" and "money".
Some will do it because of the "romance" of being a nude model - it offers a kind of immortality. (How did Titan or Michaelangelo get their models?) Some will do it because it ain't no big thing - to them, it's just easy money. Once a woman agreed to pose nude for me in return for a few packages of frozen Brussels sprouts. Every woman is flattered by the request, even if she will not admit it. This is their weakness.
To get a woman into bed, you must first get her undressed. The easiest way to get a woman to take her clothes off is to offer to take nude pictures of her. I mean, you just come right out and say, "Hello, I'm a photographer, and have you ever done any nude modeling? Would you consider posing for me in the nude?" Most women will say, "No ... I'm not that kind of girl!" [See Celeste: Naked in My Room in Thirty Minutes.]
If your intention is to deprive a girl of her virtues, chances are better with "that kind of girl". If you are rejected on your first advance, cut your losses and move on. Have business cards printed with your telephone number - give them one and ask them to call you if they change their mind. Willing victims are the easiest.
No woman undresses for a photographer unless she has seen his work. The more nudes he has, and the better they are, the easier it is to convince a woman that he is a Serious Artist and not just trying to seduce her.
Have a box of photographs that you can use to compare ... point out deficiencies in each that you want to correct using another model. The wrong lighting, the wrong lens for the pose, the other model's hair is too long or too short ... stuff like that. You are trying to improve your technique, and you need her help.
Your first session can be nude only from the waist up ... this builds confidence. At the next session, point out where you have achieved the goals of the first session ("See, that double shadow is gone!") and what improvements you expect from this round.
Where do you find the women most likely to be willing to disrobe for a total stranger? Not at the church social. (Well, I did meet a great model at a church sponsored block party, but that was the exception.) Try ... a topless bar!
Yes, folks, there are steps to becoming a "fallen woman", and the slide can be ever so insidious. You need extra money for college, so you agree to ten dollars for a half hour sitting in front of a figure drawing class in the Art Department. The next thing you know, you're dancing on a stage in a bar for one hundred dollars a night plus tips. Then some joker offers you money for a private modeling session. Look out, little girl!!
So, guys, first you pay some professionals their going rate in order to build a portfolio to show prospective victims. If they dance naked for money, they can always use pictures of themselves in the costumes and in the nude to get other jobs.
While I was in business as a professional photographer in 1974, part of my income came from traveling strippers who paid upwards of one hundred dollars for new photographs. Their agents made the bookings by telephone and mail. They had a schedule of appearances for three months in advance. If a club saw the same pictures of a woman every few months, they recognized her and passed her up for a "fresh" face. Send them a different set of pictures after each engagement, and they forget that it is the same woman.
I remember one dancer who was so proud of her daughter being on the Dean's List at medical school. That woman had been dancing the circuit for ten years to pay for her daughter's college so that she could devote all of her time to study. Women like that don't model for free ... they either charge you or they pay you. And it's always cash, never "favors", because this is their business, not their hobby.
You have to respect a woman like that, and not pass judgment on her just because she makes her living by taking off her clothes. It's not an easy life, living out of a suitcase for weeks at a time, only getting to see her daughter at Christmas and Easter breaks. Her daughter was born when she was only 16, and she never even finished high school, so she used what she had, a body that men were willing to pay money to see. But her daughter made the Dean's List at an Ivy League school, and would never have a life like hers. All because she had found a way to support her so she could apply herself and reach the limits of her potential. A righteous woman, doing a scandalous job, all for the sake of her daughter.
Now, let's get back to the corn-fed co-ed, fresh from the farm and green as the First of May. She might just be curious to see what it's all about. She might need the jolt of self-esteem that she images she will get by doing something so ... daring. It's a game she's never played, and she thinks its harmless.
Here are some photographs that I took between 1969 and 1975. I will use them to illustrate scenarios, although they may not have actually happened that way.
[footnote] The models are entitled to their privacy, just as I am entitled to mine. For their sakes, do not try to guess which are the ones with whom I had sexual relations. [/footnote]
I shot a lot of nudes during my career, because I thought that figure photography would be easy money - I once thought enough about getting a job at Playboy that I talked at length with one of their photographers when he came to lecture at RIT.
Mostly I shot nude for the same reasons as artists ... practice working with light and shadow, form and composition. Very few of my models did I attempt to seduce, but with those that I did, I was usually successful.
Sometimes I played flirtatious games with them just to get them excited, knowing that nothing would come of it, because it would make them more willing to do it again. With several of my models I had a long-standing relationship ... some of them were trying to establish their professional credentials as models or dancers, and would accept prints as payment. Some of my other pieces will chronicle these relationships.
So, how do you talk a woman out of her clothes? One button at a time. You waste the first half of the first roll of film getting them to relax while they are fully clothed. They'll flinch when they hear the click of the shutter ... they'll try to look away when the flash goes off. Take it slow and easy ... be very encouraging. Then ask them to undo the top button of their blouse.
Here is a professional tip - strap marks from bras take fifteen minutes to disappear. When the model arrives for the session, have her go to another room and remove her bra from under her blouse. Explain that you intend to shoot the entire first roll with her shirt on so that the marks have time to fade. As you go from fully buttoned to revealing more neck and cleavage, work into a bare shoulder to check on the marks. You finish the first roll with an open blouse and maybe even one or both shoulders bare as she lowers it. Remember, no nipples on the first roll.
While changing film, give them a chance to back out ... if they've never done this before, they're probably having second thoughts. If they seem spooked, call it a wrap ... tomorrow is another day.
Here are some shots I took in college. I was working on indirect lighting techniques with electronic flash, learning how to use reflectors for fill-in illumination. With both models, I used the same fish-net poncho as their prop. "See, you won't really be nude, but it will be apparent that there is nothing under the fish-net but bare skin." This is a classic relaxation tool - "Nobody will see your nipples, I promise!"
If you are experimenting, then you need a control. I made a "target" from Kodak photometry materials - color patches and gray scales mounted on a large piece of cardboard. It also gives the model something to hide behind for a while. Here are three women with the target. And yes, some of them are already nude or semi-nude behind it.
O.K., girls, now here are some things to watch out for ...
Props - I used to use a peacock feather a lot. The thin, dark lines make a fine contrast against bare skin. I would have them stroke themselves with the feather while I photographed. For shots where the emphasis was on the breast and nipples, I would encourage them to stroke their nipples with the feather to make them harder. Do not let the photographer blow on them or place ice cubes on them - do not allow any physical contact. You can use the props as directed, but watch out if he attempts to demonstrate by actually touch you.
Massages - "Gee, you've been holding that pose a long time, let me massage that arm/leg." - "You look really tense - let me work on your neck muscles for a while."
Drugs and alcohol - "Here, take a shot of this and loosen up."
The best advice that I can give is that if you want to pose nude for someone that you don't know, take a friend along as a chaperone. I did lots of nudes with husbands or lovers in attendance, or a sister or female friend. No sweat, unless your intentions were less than honorable.
What started me on this piece is that I came across a package of photographs from 1973, and an aborted partnership with a real knave who tried to use me as his pimp. It was an education for me.
Wayne Ogawa was a Japanese-American who was built like a sumo wrestler. He an I were both working at Kodak. He had business cards with his photograph on them ... in full color! Wayne came to me with the idea of starting a modeling agency. He'd run ads in the paper, I'd shoot some preliminaries at no charge, and we'd get back to them about future sessions to build a portfolio so that Wayne could get work for them.
I was married to Beth at the time, and the studio and darkroom were in my basement. My wife would greet them for the session, and entertain their companion if need be. The first session usually took only fifteen minutes. What they saw was "harmless" and "on the level". Some of them even commissioned portraits as a result of the session.
Sometimes I would do a second session with them. Usually, Wayne would do the second session in his (borrowed) studio or outdoors ... this was to provide variety, having shots done by different photographers. Made sense to me, and it was the line I peddled.
Then I found out that Wayne was getting all touch-feely at his sessions ... the S.O.B. was using me as a filter!! The personal background information that my wife collected on a form was used to select unmarried, unattached women, whom Wayne would proceed to attempt to seduce using the techniques I have already explained - "Wear a tank-top and we'll shoot some bare shouldered things that look like you're nude, but you won't be!"
Needless to say, when the second woman complained to me, I had a melt-down ... I was willing to take the first as a case of overactive imagination, but like I said, it takes one to know one.