Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Last post HERE from Shadows Exposed.

We are going to be moving soon.  On February 23rd we received the following email:

Dear Blogger User,

We're writing to tell you about an upcoming change to the Blogger Content Policy that may affect your account.

In the coming weeks, we'll no longer allow blogs that contain sexually explicit or graphic nude images or video. We'll still allow nudity presented in artistic, educational, documentary, or scientific contexts, or where there are other substantial benefits to the public from not taking action on the content.

The new policy will go into effect on the 23rd of March 2015. After this policy goes into effect, Google will restrict access to any blog identified as being in violation of our revised policy. No content will be deleted, but only blog authors and those with whom they have expressly shared the blog will be able to see the content we've made private.

Our records indicate that your account may be affected by this policy change. Please refrain from creating new content that would violate this policy. Also, we ask that you make any necessary changes to your existing blog to comply as soon as possible, so that you won't experience any interruptions in service. 

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Our initial reaction was a big "fuck you!"  We made two decisions.

  1. Give blogger the finger and set up a Tumblr account.   Currently we are working in the backend of both blog spaces to set that up.  It will have the same url - www.shadowsexposed.com  once we finish setting it up.  It is going to take us months to transfer over the posts from this site, but all new posts will be at the new site.  We will leave this one up until the transfer is complete.  
  2. Have "fuck you" fun and post some nuke images.  If they are afraid of adult content, let's give them some!   

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A few weeks later we then got this email - basically they said, "Oops.  Our bad."

Dear Blogger User,

This week, you received an email telling you about some changes we were making to the Blogger Content Policy. In that email, we announced a change to Blogger's porn policy stating that blogs that distributed sexually explicit images or graphic nudity would be made private.

We've received lots of feedback about making a policy change that impacts longstanding blogs and the negative impact on individuals who post sexually explicit content to express their identities.

We appreciate the feedback. Instead of making this change, we will be maintaining our existing policies.

What this means for your blog:
Commercial porn will continue to be prohibited.

If you have pornographic or sexually explicit content on your blog, you must turn on the adult content setting so a warning will show.

If you don't have sexually explicit content on your blog and you're following the rest of the Blogger Content Policy, you don't need to make any changes to your blog.

Thank you for your continued feedback,

The Blogger Team



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Please keep in mind we have been very compliant with enabling the adult content setting since the beginning.  We even went the extra mile and added an in-depth 2257 compliance statement.   Even though they reversed direction, we are still going to move to Tumblr.

We thank all of you for your years of following us and sharing your thoughts here on blogger.com.  We are proud of our work and are honored to share it with you.  You will know of the change when you go to www.shadowsexposed.com and it takes you to our Tumblr home.

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Thursday, April 2, 2015

Something wicked this way comes... soon

We've been running silent for a while... and for good reason.  We are getting ready for something big, but good things come to those who wait.  In our next post, all will be explained (including some visual pow to go with).  In the meantime, here are some teaser images.

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Saturday, February 21, 2015

Memories Exposed

“I don't want to repeat my innocence.  I want the pleasure of losing it again.” 

F. Scott Fitzgerald

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Memory has a way of idealizing what once was, and realism becomes irrelevant.   Our cultural obsession with youth seems rooted in this idealized glorification of the past.   I gotta tell you:  the good old days weren't all that great in most cases!   I don't long for my younger days - perhaps because I was such a late bloomer.   I was the smart, nerdy girl with glasses in high school and frankly, me in my 40's kicks ass over that mousy girl in her teens!   


Still, there are things that I treasure from those days.  I see the value in being jaded by experiences, but I'm also nostalgic for the thrills of innocence.   Part of the rush of new relationships is chasing those first explorations where an exploratory touch was enough to make your heart beat out of your chest - and a kiss was bliss beyond description.  Who doesn't remember making out for hours with your crush, hoping not to get caught, struggling not to lose control?  Those innocent forays into sexuality were often more satisfying than the full x-rated, hit it and quit it that has become the norm today.  

Do you remember when you weren't concerned with mortgages, lifelong commitments, and adult responsibilities?   When the most important thing on your mind was who to take to the homecoming dance and whether he'd give you his letterman's jacket to wear to the game?  


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My lovers now are much more technically proficient than those fumbling boys of decades past ... they've learned what I want to hear, the fastest way to satisfy me, and the entire catalog of porn-star tricks.   But the ones who really rock my world are the ones who forget all that - who get so caught up in the moment with me that we are both new again - trembling with anticipation, self-conscious in our need to please, and thrilled with the discovery of bliss in the arms of another.  


“There’s a ghost of a dream that you don’t even try to shake free of because you’re too in love with the way she haunts you.” 

~  Kamila Shamsie

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Do you remember parking with your sweetie?   Fogging up the windows without ever getting past second base?   When preserving her virginity meant exploring alternative pleasures that are oft neglected in adulthood?  Did you realize the value of every first glimpse, touch, concession to desire?   Firsts were precious beyond measure ... and in hindsight, these treasures still capture our imagination in very special ways.  So many nights that barely scratched the surface of sex but satisfied our deepest yearnings and awakened in our flesh hungers that were irresistible and inevitable.



“Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance 
of things as they were.” ~  Marcel Proust

{These images were from a recent reunion shoot with Side B in California ... faithful readers will recognize his classic truck from other work he's shared with us here.   I'm sure as we make our way through the images we captured, there will be more gems to share here and more reminiscing of the days that have led us both here, exposing our memories and fantasies to you in the shadows!}




Thursday, January 22, 2015

Tidying up sex

One of my resolutions for this year is to de-clutter and tidy up my life.  Of course this includes going through all the stuff in my homes and separate it all into four piles - keep, throw away, donate, and sell.  I think it is a good idea to do this internally as well and determine what to keep and what to let go, including parts of my sexual life.

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I've been reading Marie Kondo's book, The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up.  In this translated-from-Japanese book, she recommends you assess every item and ask yourself, "Does this bring me joy?"  If you decide it doesn't, you thank it for its service and discard it.   I did this with my clothing a few weeks ago and got rid of over 60% of it.  I found most of my wardrobe didn't bring me joy nor really fit me or was in style. It was a great way to minimalize and not have regrets for what I got rid of.

While on the plane to Las Vegas for a week of creative work, I started to wonder if this technique could be used for the emotional and relational parts of my life.  I've always been good at keeping my Facebook friends to a small list of those I truly feel a connection with.  Why not try it with likes and desires as well?

It is time to take a sexual inventory and decide what of it brings me joy and what should be discarded.  After much libido and soul searching, I've decided that I've got enough variations of notches in my belt.  I've done most everything once or more and now find very few items that I yearn for due to their novelty.  I wont go into details what they are, but for most I will be fine never visiting them again.  The reason I can let them go is that after doing them I found they didn't really bring me joy beyond the novelty.  After analysis, I found most of them were nothing more than a new form of friction.  So, what made the list of keeping?  Two major themes - connection and art/expression.
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Connection - I believe those that involve an intimate connection to another person are very personal and worth developing, exploring, enjoying, and keeping.  Getting out straps and binding someone is kind of boring if there isn't that connection, trust, and understanding.  The same goes for role playing, anal sex, or even making out.  These connections don't necessarily require us to be life-long soul mates.   I've had deep, temporary connections  that only lasted hours or a few days.  The important part though was the connection.

Art/expression.  This is as personal as the connection theme.  When I work with a model to create something, we are hopefully connecting and then I really hope I connect with the art that comes out of it.  I usually find the deeper the connection to the creation and the product, the better the art.  Erotic art should be personal and personally powerful.  It should also bring me joy and fulfillment to create.

So, I hope in 2015 to discern and distill down what I find meaningful and fulfilling so I can then focus on exploring, experiencing, and relishing those sensual pleasures.  I believe that will bring me joy.

Sunday, January 18, 2015

Illustrated Man

Tattoos are a right of passage. They're a marker of bravery, of maturity, of cultural acceptance. The tattoo represents not only a willingness to accept pain - to endure it - but a need to actively embrace it. Because life is painful - beautiful but painful ... 
Nicola Barker

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Show me a man with a tattoo and I'll show you a man with an interesting past.
 ~ Jack London

Take me on a guided tour of your life ... undress and reveal to me your story.   Your body is an illuminated manuscript, written in muscle & scars & ink.   It's all there for my fingers to trace ... your work, your loves, your pains, your fears, your passions.   For all of the mystery and unknowns between us, when we lie together in the moon glow, damp skin cooling, pounding hearts calming, your skin is your soul laid open to me.   Even the blank spaces are full of aching potential - and I kiss those inviting gaps, yearning to open your world and your heart to the experiences that will someday illustrate that unmarked flesh, to weave just the smallest piece of my love into your permanent narrative.

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Tattooing, when understood in its entirety, must be seen as a religious act. The human being brings forth images from the center of the self and communicates them to the world. Fantasy is embodied in reality and the person is made whole.
~ Spider Webb

Tattoos are living art ... that person may not paint, or compose music - they may not draw or take photographs.  But there is a story, and emotion, a passion inside them that demands expression.  A great tattoo artist doesn't just impose a tattoo on a body ... they coax this reality from the soul, summoning the feelings to the flesh.   Sure, there are careless, superficial, awful tattoos out there - but let's be honest:  there are some careless, superficial, awful people out there too!   Like any art form, a great tattoo reveals and enhances the beauty of the medium.   

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Our bodies were printed as blank pages 

to be filled with the ink of our hearts.
Michael Biondi

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Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Review: Landscape of a Woman by Byron Newman

One of the things I enjoy the most about making a living indulging my passions is all of the incredible, creative people I am privileged enough to meet and sometimes lucky enough to collaborate with!  Even when I end my blog sentences with a preposition, they have a lovely habit of caring more about the meaning of my writings and images than about their technical perfection!  

Two years ago, I was fortunate enough to enjoy the company of the talented master photographers involved with https://shootthecenterfold.com and soak up some of their collective knowledge.   I suspect the information was far more valuable to my photographer - while I got to revel in the personalities and passions! :-)  I enjoyed a delightful repartee with a legendary Brit lens-master, Byron Newman - whose love of natural light, natural beauty, and naturally a bit of mischief resonated with me vividly!

Classic Byron Newman


Since then, my travels to London seem to keep criss-crossing with his sojourns to Africa and Ibiza, but we stay in touch online and I'm grateful for his feedback and encouragement.   He's recently published his first novel, Landscape of a Woman.   Especially in light of my current work on Memoirs of a Jaded Romantic, I've been eager to absorb not only his writing but also his experiences in publishing!   It was an honor to feel comfortable enough to offer him my review, both privately and online.   What follows is that review for your information, the link to download his novel, and my shameless plug for a truly cool gentleman's unique erotic spin on the Landscape of a Woman!  




I’ll confess up front:  when I heard that one of my favorite photographers was venturing into erotic fiction, I cringed.   Not just a twinge, a full-on groaning wince.   Why?  Think Michael Jordan’s foray into baseball, or Madonna’s early “acting.”   It is often painful to watch a master of one art form blunder through another.

Much to my delight, however, Mr. Newman remained true to form … translating his eye for beauty and passion for women into an articulate and titillating exposé of an era and it’s lifestyle adventures!    He gives voice to the restless eroticism of the 80’s,  flavored with a rich flair of European style.   Those of us lucky enough to have romped through that playground will recognize the sights, sounds, tastes, and energies of the settings with delight – & find them all yummily enriched by the personalities of his characters.

The women here were another pleasant surprise.   Quite often, erotica has a decidedly masculine lean – the characterizations ringing hollow and vaguely cartoonish to me.    Again, Mr. Newman’s genuine understanding and respect for women in all their imperfect, sensual glory shines through and wins the day.   Just as his impressive body of photographic work encompasses the diversity of women’s personalities and forms, his writing offers real, flawed, sexy, and compelling women who act on their own fantasies and needs, not the stereotypical cravings of vanilla society.   Relatable, mysterious, and exciting – the entire cast is worth sharing the trip through this exploration of sensuality and it’s context in a unique place and time.

A final note of appreciation  … while Byron manages to stay true to the perspective of his characters, there is no denying that his particularly edgy, very British, slightly ironic voice shines through in proper measure.   You will find yourself holding your breath in anticipation, sighing with impatience, & chuckling with glee at the vivid images his prose evokes.  In the end, I feel like the author and I are mutual acquaintances of the characters – and it would be lovely to gossip about them over a cup of tea - or a bottle of  scotch!  Overall, a strong entré into the genre and a novel more insightful than expected – I look forward to seeing more of Mr. Newman’s tales  from his lovely, lusty view of the landscape of a woman!

https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/landscape-of-a-woman/id884939922?mt=11


Thursday, January 8, 2015

Reflections

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A man has only one escape from his old self to see a different self in the mirror of some woman's eyes. 

Clare Boothe Luce

The miracle of a new lover is not just in discovering them ... it's in discovering who you can be through their eyes.   I've written before about the different sides of myself that different lovers have drawn out - the different chemical reactions that occur between personalities.  But every now and then, you meet someone who opens your eyes on another level - who shows you a potential in yourself that might remain undiscovered without them.   

It is an absolute human certainty that no one can know his own beauty or perceive a sense of his own worth until it has been reflected back to him in the mirror of another loving, caring human being.
John Joseph Powell

When we begin to crave the company of another person, we want more than their company:  we want to be who we are in their presence.   You know what I'm talking about - the person who makes you feel funnier with their laugh, more attractive with their admiration, sexier with their hunger for you.   It's not exactly that they make you better, it's just that when they see the best in you, you start to see it too!

The greatest of lovers don't just perform spectacularly in bed, somehow they elevate your game as well.  The best sex ever is when you both leave feeling like you just gave a personal best performance that somehow wouldn't have been possible with anyone else!  When you find that kind of lover, absorb the ideal you that they see ... live up to and grow into it.  
 
There are two ways of spreading light; to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.
Edith Wharton

Wednesday, December 31, 2014

New Beginnings

They weren't fact. They were possibility. Nothing more, nothing less,
but the force of the possibility was shattering.

— Haruki Murakami


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I know that this time of year makes many people nostalgic - they look back over the past year and reminisce.   I've never been much for looking back, even at the best of times ...perhaps because I'm usually careening ahead toward new adventures at breakneck speed and even a glance backwards can be a disastrous loss of focus on life at the speed of B!   

New Year's for me is a time of excitement and anticipation.   The year past is mere foreplay to the delights that await me in the new year!  I savor these breathless moments - New Year's Eve is like being at the top of the roller coaster, waiting for that exhilarating plunge!   

Loyal readers and friends will not be surprised to learn that I am ALL about anticipation - the seduction of potential is my drug of choice.   Much as I love results, I prefer process.  In bed, in life, in love - lingering relentlessly on the very edge of bliss is often more heavenly than the fleeting joys of satisfaction.   And no sooner have I reached peak, than I strive to climb again, in new ways, with new people, and with achingly deliberate prolonging of the journey.

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Any year, any romance, any dalliance can rock your world in a moment of "POW!" ... but the truly great ones are delicious in the quiet moments as well.   They carry you from the valleys of angst to the pinnacles of passion, always knowing that you are safe and adored.    In the best of loves and years, we find our happiness is a quiet certainty, punctuated by roaring flashes of ecstasy.   Contentment is not found in perfection, but in the belief that it exists in perfect moments.   In the coming year, I invite you to share your passions and your perfect moments with us, as we share ours with you.   Take the time to savor the potential of 2015, bask in the anticipation of it's pleasures, and find new passions in its shadows! 




So she thoroughly taught him that one cannot take pleasure without giving pleasure, and that every gesture, every caress, every touch, every glance, every last bit of the body has its secret, which brings happiness to the person who knows how to wake it. She taught him that after a celebration of love the lovers should not part without admiring each other, without being conquered or having conquered, so that neither is bleak or glutted or has the bad feeling of being used or misused.
― Hermann Hesse

Monday, December 29, 2014

Red is...


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Red is deep anger that never comes out
Red is believing, and then having doubt.
Red reeks of revenge, of suffering and hate.
Red is being thirsty and having to wait.

Red, in a painting, makes one hot and confused,
It’s the anger of crying when you feel you’ve been used.
Red is that voice, deep in your head,
It could keep you back, but pushes ahead.

It mocks you silently with a voice full of hate,
“You can’t do it, you are weak, and it is your fate.”
Red feels like fire, singeing your heart,
It’s wanting to be together, but having to part.

Red is running through desert and sun,
It’s needing a friend, but having none.
Red is the heart that’s been broken in two,
It’s hearing those lies, and wanting what’s true. 
Color Me Red ~ Starr Williams
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Red is...

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The hardest thing to define is a color.  If I ask you to tell me what is red, you probably have two choices.  Scientifically you could say red are the colors of the visible spectrum around and above 380nm (accurate, but it doesn't refer to what red is like), or you could give me examples of red like stop signs, red hair (which can be orange), blood (the blood rich with oxygen), and other items.  That still doesn't tell me what red is or what it means.

For starters, we know not everyone experiences red the same.  My red may be your pink or green.  Women prefer cool reds that are more toward violet and men prefer warmer reds leaning toward orange.  

Red can symbolize passion, sex (red-light district), rage (seeing red), violence, and war.  In some cultures it means purity while others it means "sullen".  For more cultural and general interpretations of red, please explore this link. 

Red seems so powerful, yet if you are a painter of walls or art, you know that red is a tough color to lay down.  It is almost transparent and needs so many coats to build up a rich depth.   Red needs to be very concentrated.

For me, red symbolizes all these things, context is important for me though.  When it comes to the color of hair, it holds a charge for me, but in different ways.  Natural red is like treasured gold to behold and revere, to take.  Chosen red is something different that suggests to me power, passion, sensuality, and rebellion.  It is to be taken, but can never be taken lightly.  It is also to be taken by.

What does red mean for you?
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Tuesday, December 23, 2014

Innocence

In the past I wrote about innocence and the lust/fetish of deflowering and Lolita.  Nothing much has changed in my thoughts on it.  I understand the power that one can feel taking the virginity of another, regardless of the gender of either participant.  It just isn't my fetish.  I prefer...

With that, here is an early Yuletide taste of the great Aleska.

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One more thing - Happy Holidays.  Please interpret that as my wish to you for a peaceful and beautiful holiday(s) of your choice - Christmas, Hanukkah, Festivus, Winter Solistice, New Year, Kwanza, and any other special day you celebrate this time of year.